7.27.2009

Fix Satisfied For Now -- PCOI 7/25

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Development camp is a goddamn tease.
It's nice to get a little something on the side during the interminable wait for training camp. Three cheers for message board posters Allsmoke and Blueice for getting me some relief. Thank you.

Tx, Fx:
-- The light at KCI can be absolutely brutal. I tried to get a few decent action shots, but I swear it was like trying to convince Ben Affleck that sometimes euthanasia is simply the best route for all parties.

--Steve Kolbe was pretty excited about getting his picture taken with Ms. VA. Speaking of Tara Wheeler, (and I'm going to sound like a giant asshole when I say this) based solely on any given metro ride or stroll through Arlington, I believe that Virginia can do much, much better. I realize I shouldn't be allowed to have an opinion on anything that entails aesthetic judgment, but it seems pageant contestants are magnets for unfounded criticism. Sorry.

--I'm too young to have appreciated Labre during his playing days, but a little pickup with a Caps legend must have been awesome. Love the old Jofa helmet.

--Thank you again to everyone who had a hand in the event. Shame I had to leave so early.

More PCOI pics on TTT Photo

7.21.2009

Death of a Journeyman: Remembering Johnny

The consummate no. 2 and road warrior -- I wish Johnson health and happiness. Good luck.

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Image copyright Jimmy Jazz, 2009
Which reminds me -- go check out The Hurt Locker this weekend if you haven't already. Please ignore Kate Austen's irritating mimicry of Renée Zellweger; it's an otherwise fantastic flick. Bonus points if you can detect when Bigelow borrows from the score of There Will Be Blood.
Draaaaaaainnnnaaage!

7.20.2009

TTT Turns Two

As a guy with infamously anemic follow-through, it's a miracle this little project got and stayed off the ground.
TTT will never be the best. In fact, TTT will likely never rise above mediocrity. 90% of TTT is unmitigated crap. I'm okay with that; at least TTT isn't replete with elitist, purple prose douchebaggery. At least my site doesn't reek of insecurity.

I blog for one person, and one person only. Every once in a while, my left and right brain manage to sync. That's always nice. Granted, if you're looking for something fresh and perspicacious, this just isn't the place.

TTT will allocate more attention to in-game photography in the coming season. It's not my pen that needs practice. Besides, anyone can bang out a snarky 500 word match summation.

"And so we beat on..."

7.18.2009

Black Francis, Kim Deal, Joey Santiago... Perfection

Papa Ted is promoting a documentary on the greatest indie rock band of all time.
Everything after the Pixies has been derivative, watered down crap in comparison to the beautiful, sonically deranged chemistry between Frank Black and Kim Deal.

Watch the flick if you want to, but definitely listen to Surfer Rosa, Bossanova, Come on Pilgrim, and Doolittle.

Cobain couldn't shine Frank Black's shoes.


7.16.2009

Dev. Camp Pics Of The Day -- 7/16

Pic of the day:
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Runners-up:
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Images copyright Jimmy Jazz, 2009

7.15.2009

Dev. Camp Pic Of The Day -- 7/15

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Copyright Jimmy Jazz, 2009
I'll try to post one quality shot per day throughout development camp, but I'm not promising anything.

7.14.2009

Putting Hallmark Out Of Business

I'm going with the "top ten moments," as everyone else in the blogosphere has beaten me to the "top ten games" punch. Bastards.

10. Zilla Returns
Much like a coffee date with an ex to "gain closure," Olie's return was bittersweet and awkward. Kolzig is my all time favorite Cap, and one the franchise's most beloved players; he has just about every club goaltending record, 300 wins, and a devil of a left hook. "Devil of a ____" I may be channeling my late paternal grandfather. Olie's video tribute left nary a dry eye in the Phone Booth. In fact, if his salute/half wave to the crowd didn't make you lachrymose, you just might be an emotionless asshole. Or Jason Bourne. Take your pick.

9. Techie's Big Day
There isn't much more to be said about the desk jockey turned NHL backup. I'd sell my kidneys to have such luck.

8. Plug and Play Hockey
With half of the payroll kicking it on the IR, some of the scrubs depth players got time to shine in the big time. Chris Bourque scored his first NHL marker. Tyler Sloan drew a nine minute power-play (which WAS NOT converted.) I'm still kind of pissed about that. Aucoin made some things happen, too. Think of the rest by yourself.

7. The Water Bottle Incident
This is the one time I regret not bringing my super-telephoto with me to the 400 level. I had a chance to capture Torts at his being's core, and I missed it. I'm generally against spiking one's drink with benzos, but you can't tell me that Torts wouldn't be a skosh more tolerable after a cup of Valium coffee. By the way, his tantrum is four times funnier in french.

6. Ovechkin's Goal Against the Slugs
This goal -- not either against Montreal or the Rags -- is my favorite of the 08/09 season. It was an impressive, full court effort -- three guys, from his own zone, falling down. The end.

5. Enter Czarlamov
Bruce's biggest payoff was born of a nearly reckless decision to yank Theo for game two against the Rags. That same decision produced the series MVP. Lundqvist who? By the way, I'm not a fan of "The Iron Curtain" -- not exactly an original nickname for a Russian keep.

4. Dueling Hatties
Anytime a generational talent and a whining, over-hyped but talented douche bag score six goals over three periods... That's good Hockey. The Caps won: That's great Hockey.

3. Gordo's GWG
I was sitting in Bugsy's watching the Caps fall apart when I realized I had to take a $30 piss. To that point, the Caps had played like junkies in withdrawal, and it looked like our boys were in for another shelling at the hands of the Black and Gold. Down 3-0 on the road...
Ovechkin was playing like a checking winger, not a superstar. The rest of the team just looked like crap. Upon my return, the Caps had gotten themselves back into the game. Then Gordo scored on a wrister. It was lovely. Mike Lange was irritated. I've always liked Mike Lange, though.

2. Feds' Game Seven Doozie
Continuing with the 50s slang, we now look at Feds' imitation of Alex Ovechkin's pull up/use the D as a screen wrister.
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1. Mo's OT Winner
It wasn't a miracle, but it was one hell of a game. After overcoming a four goal deficit, the Caps sent the game into sudden death OT. Morrisonn -- not traditionally an offensive dynamo -- took a rebound slapper from the top of the circle. Goodbye. Game over. Merry Christmas, and God bless America.

Mo had the sweetness.

7.08.2009

Easter Egg Du Jour



Whether yellow liberal, or reactionary right-winger, international promotion via the most powerful man in the world isn't a terrible thing for this franchise. I approve.

7.04.2009

Pro Liberate

"Pro liberate"
--The the last words of William Wallace

We're very lucky. Let's be grateful for that.

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Flags, fireworks, BBQ, bacon cheeseburgers, hot dogs, pool parties, your cute next door neighbor in last year's, too small swim suit ... Happy 4th.

Yes, I cheated.

Oh, and congrats once more to Tim Thomas. How often do we get to see an American win an individual award?


Sing it with me:

"Fare thee well going away
There's nothing left to say
Farewell to New York City boys
To Boston and PA
He took them out
With a well-aimed clout
He was often heard to say
I'm a free born man of the USA"


I know The Pogues are dirty Brits, but it was either this or Lee Greenwood. Frankly, I prefer folk-punk.

7.01.2009

Say Goodbye to Hiroshima, Say Goodbye My Baby

We at TTT wish The Donald luck in his quest for greener pastures.

A look at some of his more entertaining moments in Washington: