Alex Ovechkin was joined in Las Vegas for the NHL Awards by a lot of people. And by a lot of people I mean there were so many people in Ovechkin’s entourage that it took several seconds for the camera to pan and capture them all.
There was his brother Mikhail, his girlfriend Nastya Shubskaya, his close friends Abe Hamrah and Gus, marketing genius David Abrutyn, some excited Russian guy with a mullet, and yeah, I have no idea who the rest of the people are.
The only person missing from Ovechkin’s entourage was… Hey, wait a second!
Surprise! Alex Ovechkin is pretty good at hockey, and he’s picking up more hardware to prove it.
After being robbed of what should have been his fourth Ted Lindsay Award (not that we’re bitter), Ovechkin tonight accepted his sixth Maurice “Rocket” Richard Trophy as the league’s leading goal scorer. It’s his third consecutive Richard and fifth overall.
Let’s get real for a hot second. I don’t enjoy the NHL Awards. You don’t enjoy the NHL Awards. Why do we insist on pretending we do?
Every year the NHL trots out a mediocre host and a handful of celebrity (?) presenters, mashes them up with a band best known for being one people love to hate (2015: Daughtry, 2014: Phillip Phillips, 2012: Nickelback – you get it), and tries to pretend players would rather be there wearing shirts than at a pool party not wearing shirts. The best year of the NHL Awards was 2013, when there wasn’t an NHL Awards.
Here’s what’s going to happen tonight: Alex Ovechkin will take home the Rocket Richard trophy. That much is certain. He’s also contender for both the Hart Trophy as league MVP and the Ted Lindsay Award as the MVP as voted by the players. If he wins them, you knew he was going to win them, so what’s even the point of watching? If they go to Carey Price, then it was all a sham anyway so why bother?
Instead of suffering through Rob Riggle’s Gary Bettman-approved jokes and big-name celebrities – one half of 90s country duo Brooks & Dunn, Tom Hanks’ son, and Alex Ovechkin’s favorite DJ – awkwardly mispronounce the name Pavel Datsyuk, you should watch something else. Always here to serve, RMNB has put together some recommendations based on tonight’s TV listings.
Let’s face it, Alexander Ovechkin is having a better summer than any of us. While we’re sweating out 96 degrees and a billion percent humidity in our business-casual khakis, the Capitals’ captain is chiiiiillllliiinnng poolside in Vegas with the most random assortment of people imaginable.
And he seems to have lost his shirt.
Here’s a who’s-who of those with whom Ovechkin is hanging out with.
Over the last decade, Caps fans have gotten to know Alex Ovechkin and watched him become one of the greatest goal scorers of all-time. Along the way, we’ve also been exposed to Ovi’s style of communication. There’s always lots of ha ha‘s and exclamation points. And parentheses.
Parenthesis use on social media grew out of Russia as an alternative to smilies. It’s similar to the use of terms like LOL, ROFL, and LIRL— just coded in a simpler way.