My friend Vern was the other day talking up Washington's superstar as a player who shows "pure joy" in the game and, since last night's remarkable game in Washington, I've come around to that position.
My infatuation started during (I think) the second intermission, when a replay showed Ovechkin clearly exchanging complementary words with Penguins' goal-tender Marc-André Fleury, who had just stopped Ovechkin on a scoring attempt.
We too seldom see the pros engaging with a member of an opposing team. Too witness it during the playoffs and in the middle of a hard-fought game was wonderful.
That Ovechkin also scored three of Washington's four goals only sealed the deal with my heart — it's true, I just might see Crosby on the side, but don't tell Ovi, okay?
P.S. I'll try to stop this flood of posts now.