Playing the Field: Alex Ovechkin needs to ‘act like a man’
One of the greatest scenes in “The Godfather”— and one of the greatest scenes in cinematic history, for that matter — comes when Johnny Fontane, a struggling young singer based on Frank Sinatra’s early days, petitions Vito Corleone for help. He wants to be a movie star and he wants to be famous, so he begs Vito for assistance like a spoiled child would do.
Then, seemingly out of nowhere, Vito Corleone tells him, “You can act like a man!” and slaps Johnny in the face. We can only hope Capitals coach Adam Oates and Alex Ovechkin re-enacted this scene late Wednesday night in Philadelphia. Ovechkin was terrible in Washington’s 4-1 loss to the Flyers, flopping around the ice like he was trying to win an Academy Award, mistiming line shits and turning the puck over.
Well, by the second intermission, NHL analyst Mike Milbury had seen enough. He took to the airwaves with an epic rant, instructing Ovechkin to “act like a man” and calling his play “disgusting” and “unacceptable.” At one point, Milbury compared Ovechkin to a baby.
Ovechkin responded to Milbury’s comments only by saying that he “doesn’t listen to those guys.” Ovechkin signed a 13-year, $124 million contract extension in 2008. He has eight goals and seven assists (15 points) this season, numbers that barely put him in the Top 50 among NHL players. Not a very good return on your investment, Capitals fans.
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