At least the Washington post is getting it right for the most part...In the End, Crosby Was the Better Player
That's right, clutch. After Game 2, it was written here that Ovie was a much better player under pressure, his speed and power superior to anything the more calculating Crosby could muster.
But having watched him up close for seven games, seeing his economy of movement outside the crease, his feistiness in the corners and his uncanny knack for delivering the puck perfectly for an on-rushing teammate, he gets the nod as a more important player in a seminal game at this juncture of his career.
A mea culpa is in order. No matter how good Ovechkin was the past week and a half, he wasn't as complete and versatile as Crosby was with the season in the balance. Sid the Kid has won seven playoff series and will soon play in his second Eastern Conference finals and possibly second Stanley Cup finals.
The Great Eight is awesome and the most original, organic and exciting player in the game. But in 21 riveting playoff games, his team is 1-2 in Game 7s, and last night the Capitals were at least a year away from their first Cup finals in the Ovechkin era.
That isn't some grand statement about what's better for the game -- old-school, roughhouse North Americans who grew up on frozen ponds or big-hitting, goal-scoring sensations from abroad.
It's just the truth after the most thorough, seize-the-moment night in Crosby's young, brilliant beginning. Ovechkin was a supernova in this series, but Sid the Kid was better.
They combined for an ungodly 27 points -- 16 goals and 11 assists -- in seven games. They went three overtimes and played five, scintillating one-goal games, going back and forth with haymakers, combining for a historic hat trick apiece in Game 2. Like children locked in a free-swinging pillow fight, the deal was one of them would have to drop before they quit.
When Ovie and the Capitals went down hard on the last night of their season to Crosby and a more playoff-hardened group of skaters and scorers, Sid the Kid had decisively won round one of hopefully many playoff scrums to come.
"Just being around him today, the look in his eyes, you could tell," said Eddie Johnston, 73, the former Penguins coach and now senior adviser for hockey operations. "It was game time."
Eddie of course said he would start a team with Crosby before anyone. It was hard to disagree after Game 7.
Simeon Varlamov, the Capitals' 21-year-old goalie, told Russian writers afterward he was surprised Crosby said, "Great series" to him in the handshake line, "considering he probably scored more goals against me than anyone in the playoffs. . . . For what he did in this series, they should build a monument for him."
Maybe the greatest praise came from Bruce Boudreau, the Washington coach and Ontario's own, who has seen a good Canadian player or two in his day:
"I always thought he was a great player, but I didn't know how great a player," said Boudreau, who had earlier in the series called Crosby the second-best player in hockey. "He's always on. He doesn't take time off."
Surely not last night in Washington, where Crosby essentially tucked the nation that invented the sport safely into bed. For the moment, their game was safe from that emotional interloper, celebrating his grand success in such an unCanadian way. http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2009/05/13/AR2009051303989_...