aww shit, we goin' bilingual up in this bitch.
So, for those of you don't hate to copy and paste into a translation website, the title of the blog is Goodby Foppa and Thanks for the Memories. As i posted on the facebook page earlier, yet another comeback attempt by Peter Forsberg has been sidelined by his ever persistent foot/ankle issues. At this point, I can only home someone in Sweden says the title of this blog and he decides to bow out. It's not because I don't like the guy, it's quite the contrary. My forsberg shirt has been well worn throughout the years, even after his being traded. I just don't want to see him come back and be any less than what he was.
Forsberg has had a stellar career featuring a Calder trophy, Art Ross Trophy, Hart Trophy, A Stanley Cup and two olympic gold medals. To put it bluntly, he's a winner. On every level he has achieved. He has averaged over a point per game (1.25 regular season and 1.13 for the playoffs) for his career. When healthy he was simply an unstoppable force. He was a big physical center who could play hard, but then make an incredible finesse pass to a teammate. He is what everyone hopes to get in a player. He could simply do it all.
Well, he could do everything but stay healthy. He has had some type of injury that limited his playing time for 8 years out of a 13 year career. Hell even during his MVP season (in which he also won the art ross), he missed over half a dozen games. And that could be considered a good season when looking back at his injury reports. I'm not trying to take away from his game, because try as you might, you really can't, just stating a fact. I can only imagine the numbers he would've ended up with if he wasn't plagued with the shittiest ankles on the planet.
I think what makes all this hard to watch is that all he wants to do is play. But he can't. At least not at the level he wants. Barring a medical breakthough, or him becoming Robocop on ice, there's no way he can play again. At least not at an elite level. That's what he wants. In other sports you're seeing former superstars wrestling with the idea of if they want to retire or not, creating drama that everyone in the sports world seems to hang on to like it's water in the desert. Here is a simple case of a guy who wants to play and can't. yes i understand we seem to go through this every year, but unless he's putting your team through the ringer, how can you not cheer for this guy? I also can't help but wonder what his career would've been like if he wasn't traded away, along with seemingly the entire team and philadelphia branch of the federal reserve, to the Nordiques. Alas, wish in one hand and shit in the other, right?
I know that most people, including myself, would be willing to have a less than 100% Foppa, providing he's healthy enough to play. But that's not how he wants to play, and i completely respect that. I just hope that he's willing to see that it's time to call it a day and accept whatever else comes his way.
Tack Foppa. Tack.
(how fitting is the song in the video)
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