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June 20, 1990: ”Jaromir Jagr arrives in Pittsburgh”

Of the scores of luminary-to-downright immortal athletes that have donned the black and the gold of Pittsburgh’s three major professional sports teams, arguably none have had as complicated a relationship with this city’s fans as former Penguins standout Jaromir Jagr.

He has gone from a near-worshipped kid from Kladno to Pittsburgh’s Prodigal Son who only returns to town in other team’s sweaters. Booing him is a cottage industry here and it’s a safe bet that the Consol Energy Center crowd will be full throat for his every shift tomorrow night when he visits with his Boston Bruins.

But long before spats with Ivan Hlinka, before he was “dying alive,” before Mario Lemieux’s return stole his spotlight, and before he jilted Penguins fans (again) last season by signing with rival Philadelphia, Jagr was quite a phenomenon: part hockey god, part heartthrob – despite looking like a wayward Def Leppard roadie upon his arrival in Pittsburgh in June 1990.  

His charging bull strength and slashing style were in stark contrast to and a lethal compliment for the graceful elegance of Lemieux. That the 18-year old Jagr spoke virtually no English and had one of the greatest mullets in hockey history only added to the novelty. He lived with a Czech family in West Homestead. He gave the forecasts on the ‘DVE Morning Show (“JAR-O-MIR Wea-ther!”). He drove a Trans Am. 

And he scored other-worldly goals, like this overtime winner of a 1991 Patrick Division semifinal match against New Jersey, as described by Shelly Anderson.

“Jagr, 19, took a pass from [Phil] Bourque outside the blue line on the right side. Already being covered, he swooped into the Devils’ end, ignoring the checks.

“Using one hand to control the puck, he moved from the bottom of the right circle toward the crease where he regained a strong handle on the puck.

“New Jersey goaltender Chris Terreri charted Jagr’s sideward move but Jagr – in the clear now – waited, waited, then popped a lofted shot over Terreri, who had been fooled to the ice.

“ “It was a great goal by Jaromir,” said Penguins winger Kevin Stevens. “He’s so strong.” ”  

He routinely dazzled Civic Arena crowds until he was traded to Washington in a salary purge in July 2001. He’s been poorly received in the 26 return visits he’s made since, despite remaining the second-greatest player in franchise history.

At age 41, Jagr nears the end of a Hall-of-Fame career, and it’s possible this series may represent his last trip here as an NHL player. He may even get some kind of ovation from soft-hearted Pittsburgh partisans – provided, of course, it’s the Penguins, and not Jagr’s Bruins, who advance to the Stanley Cup Finals.

— Dan Gigler

Why Society Still Needs Feminism

Because to men, a key is a device to open something. For women, it’s a weapon we hold between our fingers when we’re walking alone at night.

Because the biggest insult for a guy is to be called a “pussy,” a “little bitch” or a “girl.” From here on out, being called a “pussy” is an effing badge of honor.

Because last month, my politics professor asked the class if women should have equal representation in the Supreme Court, and only three out of 42 people raised their hands.

Because rape jokes are still a thing.

Because despite being equally broke college kids, guys are still expected to pay for dates, drinks and flowers.

Because as a legit student group, Campus Fellowship does not allow women to lead anything involving men. Look, I know Eve was dumb about the whole apple and snake thing, but I think we can agree having a vagina does not directly impact your ability to lead a
college organization.

Because it’s assumed that if you are nice to a girl, she owes you sex — therefore, if she turns you down, she’s a bitch who’s put you in the “friend zone.” Sorry, bro, women are not machines you put kindness coins into until sex falls out.

Because only 29 percent of American women identify as feminist, and in the words of author Caitlin Moran, “What part of ‘liberation for women’ is not for you? Is it freedom to vote? The right not to be owned by the man you marry? The campaign for equal pay? Did all that good shit get on your nerves? Or were you just drunk at the time
of the survey?”

Because when people hear the term feminist, they honestly think of women burning bras. Dude, have you ever bought a bra? No one would burn them because they’re freaking
expensive.

Because Rush Limbaugh.

Because we now have a record number of women in the Senate … which is a measly 20 out of 100. Congrats, USA, we’ve gone up to 78th place for women’s political representation, still below China, Rwanda and Iraq.

Because recently I had a discussion with a couple of well-meaning Drake University guys, and they literally could not fathom how catcalling a woman walking down University Avenue is creepy and sexist.
Could. Not. Fathom.

Because on average, the tenured male professors at Drake make more than the tenured female professors.

Because more people on campus complain about chalked statistics regarding sexual assault than complain about the existence of sexual assault. Priorities? Have them.

Because 138 House Republicans voted against the Violence Against Women Act. All 138 felt it shouldn’t provide support for Native women, LGBT people or immigrant women. I’m kind of confused by this, because I thought LGBT people and women of color were also human beings.
Weird, right?

Because a girl was roofied last semester at a local campus bar, and I heard someone say they think she should have been more careful. Being drugged is her fault, not the fault of the person who put drugs in her drink?

Because Chris Brown beat Rihanna so badly she was hospitalized, yet he still has fans and bestselling songs and a tattoo of an abused woman on his neck.

Because out of 7 billion people on the planet, more than 1 billion women will be raped or beaten in their lifetimes. Women and girls have their clitorises cut out, acid thrown on them and broken bottles shoved up them as an act of war. Every second of every day. Every corner of the Earth.

Because the other day, another friend of mine told me she was raped, and I can no longer count on both my hands the number of friends who have told me they’ve been sexually assaulted. Words can’t express how scared I am that I’m getting used to this.

Because a brief survey of reality will tell you that we do not live in a world that values all people equally and that sucks in real, very scary ways. Because you know we live in a sexist world when an awesome thing with the name “feminism” has a weird connotation. Because if I have kids someday, I want my son to be able to have emotions and play dress up, and I want my daughter to climb trees and care more about what’s in her head than what’s on it. Because I don’t want her to carry keys between her fingers at night to
protect herself.

Because feminism is for everybody, and this is your official invitation.

Caitlin O’Donnell, Drake University. (via on-another-note)
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