Showing posts with label Maxime Talbot. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Maxime Talbot. Show all posts

Monday, October 25, 2010

I'm Aileen, and I'm Disgusting



My handful of faithful readers knows that I'm a big hockey fan.  I love me some Penguins hockey.  And I have my favorites on the team.

Sid's a fave, of course, and so's Geno, despite the fact that he's a funny-looking dude.  There are, of course, Max Talbot, and Pascal Dupuis (those eyelashes), but I guess, based on how many photos of him I've posted, you could say I'm mostly a fan of Jordan Staal.  I love all the Staal brothers, but mostly Jordan.

So I was poking around in Yahoo Sports, Puck Daddy, and noodling through some stats and photos to increase my Staal-edge, and came upon this image.

I thought it was kind of a cute pic, shirtless hockey player, yummy, haha, until I read somewhere that it was taken on NHL Draft Day in 2006 (this is unconfirmed).

On NHL Draft Day in 2006, Jordan Staal was 17.

I'm Aileen, and I'm disgusting.

Monday, May 3, 2010

The Playoff Beard

I know it sounds like the latest misanthropic Neil LaBute title, but it's a real thing, the playoff beard. And every year, at the end of regulation play, the beard watchers come out.

Greg Wyshynski over at Puck Daddy breaks down our point-in-time beards here.

I'm very pleased that Pittsburgh's own Max "Superstar" Talbot is the Beard by Which All Other Beards are Measured, and that both Pascal Dupuis AND Sidney Crosby made the list. Wysh makes completely appropriate fun of Sid's "beard." Sid's sad little wisps make me want to buy him a confirmation suit and show him how to tie his first grown-up tie.

My favorite has to be Patrick Kane of the Chicago Blackhawks, proudly growing out a playoff mullet to go with his beard. I'd love to see mullets come back to the NHL in a big way, and I do mean epic, genre-defining mullets.

Jaromir Jagr, we miss you, come home!