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Watching the Premier League from LA’s futuristic sports bar – and a restricted-view seat
You may have seen the clips going viral on social media. The fans watching sporting events indoors, on a huge screen that makes them feel as though they are in the stadium of their choice. It’s a venue that has been frequented by the likes of Hollywood actor Danny DeVito and has transformed the way top-level European football can be consumed in the United States.
So, how does Cosm, as the new concept is known, compare to the real thing? The Athletic found out. We sent Pablo Maurer to Cosm Los Angeles to take in Fulham vs Arsenal yesterday, while Caoimhe O’Neill watched the action in person from the crowd at Fulham’s Craven Cottage stadium.
Maybe more than any other city in the United States, Los Angeles is a monument to American scale, dotted with outsized landmarks: the famed hillside Hollywood sign, a spaceship-sized football stadium and a host of other monuments to outsized kitsch.
Cosm Los Angeles, then, fits right in. It is ostensibly a sports bar but feels a bit more like a theme park, featuring an 87ft (26.5m) wide video screen that completely and totally immerses you. Cosm takes the American obsession with making nearly every sporting event a “premium” experience to the extreme, plopping you down on a couch, essentially, in what appears to be the middle of a stadium on another continent.
Just hours after I finished covering Major League Soccer’s championship match elsewhere in the city on Saturday night — among the most authentic footballing experiences you can have in the United States — I hopped in my car at 5am to watch Fulham take on Arsenal from 5,000 miles (nearly 9,000km) away in Cosm. I nursed my hangover with a $15 (almost £12) bloody mary and a $17 slice of avocado toast, alongside Americans who’ve shunned MLS in favour of the real version of the sport, as they sometimes say.
Clips taken inside Cosm have gone a bit viral on social media and the surrounding narrative is that it’s the closest you can get to a true matchday experience without the trouble of attending the match itself. In America, it’s an easy sell to Premier League supporters, many of whom rarely, if ever get a chance to visit their chosen club’s home ground.
Remnants of Storm Darragh batter Fulham fans as they make their way down the steps at Putney Bridge station.
They are met by calls of “Get your matchday scarves” and others trying to offload spare match tickets. It is 35 minutes until the 2pm kick-off but nobody seems in any great rush, even in the rain, as the last few Arsenal supporters finish their pints of beer and leave The Eight Bells pub.
As throngs of fans make their way over the River Thames, via Putney Bridge itself, and towards Craven Cottage there is one man going against the crowd, awkwardly carrying a Christmas tree. In Bishops Park, the green railings that overlook the fast-moving river guide us towards the stadium.
Among those making that muddy walk are Charles Singer and his daughter Kirsty. The 72-year-old Scotsman is an Arsenal fan but became a member at Fulham after finding it difficult to get tickets to Arsenal games at the Emirates Stadium. They will be sitting in the new Riverside Stand — which incredibly includes a sky deck, rooftop terrace and a swimming pool. “I hope Emile Smith Rowe (formerly of Arsenal) scores for Fulham today but my heart wants an Arsenal win as much as I love watching Fulham,” says Charles, who has made the 93-mile (150km) journey from Bath, in the west of England.
Craven Cottage is a sight to behold. It is (parts of it anyway) the oldest football stadium in London and also one of the most aesthetically pleasing. The Johnny Haynes Stand — which is cornered by the actual cottage to which the ground bears its name — has slim turnstile entrances built into the surrounding brickwork. With 15 minutes until kick-off, fans bundled up against the winter weather are queuing up to squeeze through these slight openings in a wall which bears classic Fulham crests.
“Everyone knows Pam Wilson,” one Fulham fan says as he buys a matchday programme.
Pam, another Scot, has been selling programmes from the same spot on Stevenage Road for 26 years. The Athletic finds her as she is giving dog treats to a ginger labrador. “I bring treats for the dogs and sweets for the kids. You have to give back to the community,” the 51-year-old says. “I have loved Fulham ever since I first came here in 1997.
“I sell programmes outside Stamford Bridge before Chelsea games too (the two stadiums are only a couple of miles apart in west London) but I’m Fulham 100 per cent. I get regular customers who have been buying programmes from me for years. People are superstitious. When they buy a programme here and Fulham don’t win I get moaned at, but then if I’m not here one week they moan and groan. I love the banter.”
Let’s get this out of the way: there is no way, really, to convey the scale of the screen at Cosm.
You are essentially sitting inside of it, so to speak, as it cycles through four different camera angles beamed directly from, in this case, Craven Cottage. The Cosm space is split into three levels and my ticket has placed me on the second one, just to the left of the centerline.
The place is far from full, this is a 6am local time start on a Sunday, but there are still quite a few fans in attendance, and most of them are supporting Arsenal. Fulham, though, have always had a special place in the hearts of the American soccer fan, from the days of Brian McBride, Carlos Bocanegra and Clint Dempsey to Tim Ream, Antonee Robinson and owner Shahid Khan more recently, and today, the Los Angeles chapter of their American fan club is in attendance. All six or so of them.
When Raul Jimenez gets the opener for Fulham about 10 minutes in, they explode, drawing groans from the Arsenal fans in attendance.
“Atmosphere is atmosphere,” says Todd Petty, who sits alongside his father Mark, also a Fulham supporter. They have been to Craven Cottage many times. “If we were sitting in the Putney End or the Hammersmith End or the Riverside, it would be different. But for us to be sitting here in the crowd, and to hear the chants and the cheering, to join in, it does give you a bit of that experience.”
Moments later, that tiny bit of magic disappears when an issue with the feed from across the Atlantic causes the picture to drop out completely for about five minutes. It’s a bit of a reality check.
After managing to get into the ground with two minutes to spare before kick-off, we’re hearing referee Chris Kavanagh being called “useless” by one Fulham fan within a minute of the opening whistle being blown. The stand we’re in is old and the view, despite our ticket costing £81 ($103), is so restricted I have to watch the action through and around a metal pillar when Arsenal are on the attack, which is for the majority of the first half — until I move into an empty seat further along the row.
When Mexico international Jimenez scores with Fulham’s first shot from their initial attack, his country’s flag is unfurled by fans in the Riverside Stand behind the two dugouts. A little boy in a Fulham shirt jumps into his mother’s arms to celebrate as Jimenez dances in front of the Arsenal fans — much to their frustration.
Arsenal forward Bukayo Saka is jeered and told to “f*** off” when he volleys a shot into the Hammersmith End as rain swirls into all four stands.
The visitors from across London remain 1-0 down as their fans in the away end chant, “You only came to see the Arsenal play.” One Fulham supporter enjoys (even if the Arsenal contingent can’t directly hear him) pointing out, “We came to see Fulham!” When Smith Rowe takes a heavy touch, he is reminded by another in the home crowd that he doesn’t play for Arsenal anymore — as though he has somehow forgotten.
The service at Cosm was great, albeit a little slow. The staff were friendly and attentive, in keeping with the luxury experience the place is seeking to provide. Top-level pro sports in the United States long ago became a product for the wealthy, and Cosm fits that mold quite well.
To the general public, my seat on level two of the place would cost nearly $90 (£70), about twice what you’d pay for a cheap ticket to an LAFC match in MLS at their stadium down the street. Cheaper options are available if you’re willing to stand or mill about the overflow areas.
I have a coffee, a bloody mary and a piece of avocado toast. The food and drink, frankly, were excellent but again, the items would set me back nearly $40. I cannot think of a single sports team I would pay a combined $150 (£117) to support in a single regular-season game, even in person, though maybe that’s just a personal problem.
As halftime approaches, I stroll outside, to the venue’s deck, which provides an absolutely, positively spectacular view of the surrounding hills. Cosm overlooks SoFi Stadium, home of the NFL’s Rams and Chargers, and the streets below are already dotted with Rams fans who’ve queued up for their game against the Buffalo Bills, which kicks off in five or six hours.
The dude next to me takes a hit off of a weed pen. It’s a little early for that, in my view, but Arsenal have indeed been tough to watch today.
On 43 minutes, some fans head to the concourse to beat the half-time rush for £7.20 ($9) pints and £7 ($8.92) chicken and sage pies.
When the rest of us head down into the cramped space beneath the old wooden seats shortly afterwards, it takes the majority of the 15-minute break to get served. Most opt for pre-poured pints of Camden Hells lager. Others munch £9.50 ($12) jumbo hot dogs. Back-to-back hot chocolate orders mean one server disappears to the end of the bar for long waits at the hot water station. There are also a lot of requests for Bovril, a beef-flavoured drink that’s a staple of English football winters, to tend to.
Those in the seats closest to the pitch are paying for it today with damp coats and jackets. The head steward hands plastic rain ponchos to those colleagues whose stations mean they are not under shelter. Being closer to the pitch does mean you can more crisply hear the ball being kicked and see small clumps of turf stick up into the air as Martin Odegaard sprays a pass through the rain.
Technical problems plague the feed again in the second half at Cosm, leading the small crop of Fulham supporters to break into a “What’s the WiFi password?” chant, drawing laughter and groans from the Arsenal fans in attendance.
When the feed works, it is truly spectacular.
For years, I’ve watched matches from the press box, and I’ve always appreciated the high angle from there, the way it allows you to see the match holistically. Oftentimes your eyes will wander and you’ll see plays develop off the ball, something so frequently lacking from the broadcast feed. At Cosm, other curious bits add to the viewing experience: fans who appear on the screen are larger than life and you can sometimes see them using their phone or chatting with each other.
The four-camera setup is managed by Cosm staff and one of those views comes from directly behind the goal, which proved to be my favourite. You can study players at the near post as they relay defensive tactics and watch the goalkeeper position his defenders. Arsenal score their second goal (later disallowed) on a corner kick, and my view of the action could not have been closer:
I’m at @CosmLosAngeles, which is completely insane. pic.twitter.com/IO8cwuHt5t
— Pablo Iglesias Maurer (@MLSist) December 8, 2024
There is a lot more rain and plenty more expletives in the second half from the home fans — especially after William Saliba levels the scores. Arsenal midfielder Jorginho’s shouts of “Stay there” to forward Gabriel Martinelli are audible from across the ground. His advice works, seemingly, as Martinelli cuts in from the right to provide the cross for Saka’s would-be winning goal, though it turns out the Brazilian was offside in the build-up.
Before they knew that, the Arsenal fans wildly celebrated. Some even used the rain-soaked plastic partition that kept them separated from the Fulham fans in the Putney End as a water slide to get closer to the pitch. Saka was mobbed by his team-mates. Some Fulham fans couldn’t sit through the pain of it and got up to leave.
When the video assistant referee reviewed the goal and chalked it off, some of them — but not all — returned to their seats to watch the final few minutes of the game.
The Arsenal supporters tried to put the disappointment behind them as their team put together some late attacks but it was the Fulham ones who banged their feet to create a rumbling sound as the visitors’ Declan Rice stood over a free kick on the left side of the pitch. They seemed pleased with themselves when the ball curled into the away end behind the goal and Rice covered his face with his hands.
Cosm, quite simply, isn’t much like being at a sporting event in person. The people who run the place, though, will often tell you that it isn’t supposed to be. It is something else entirely, feeling a bit more like a 3D movie than going to a game. Elements of the matchday experience are there, of course — the supporters, the food and drink, all that — but at the end of the day it’s still a very sterile environment, not quite as, um, seasoned as the surroundings at Craven Cottage.
Still, if you’re the type of person who likes lighting money on fire, it’s worth checking out. The technology is undeniably crazy and is absolutely Cosm’s selling point.
In the end, it feels a lot less like Anfield, Old Trafford or any other stadium and more like something plucked out of 2001: A Space Odyssey. I’ll stick to attending matches in person when I can.
Heading back through Bishops Park, the mud is even worse than it was pre-match as fans disperse in the direction of Putney Bridge and the station it gives its name to. Drizzly rain is ever-present as both sets of supporters rejoice and lament. Groups of Arsenal fans argue among themselves about whether or not they are in or out of the title race after failing to win today.
The sellers of half-and-half scarves have an urgency in their voice knowing the time to shift remaining Fulham vs Arsenal merchandise is fleeting.
Those same Arsenal fans head to The Eight Bells to continue their debrief. Fulham fans heading onto the Tube with mud-covered shoes seem pretty happy with the point.
(Top photos: Craven Cottage’s restricted views and Cosm Los Angeles: Caoimhe O’Neill and Pablo Maurer/The Athletic)
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Surviving and thriving in the nastiest spot on NHL ice
You gotta want it, right? That’s what they always say, “they” being the NHL players who dare tread into the lawless border between slot and crease, the coaches who send them there, and the fans in the 300-level relentlessly calling for blood.
It’s about desire. It’s about a willingness to take the punishment, and an eagerness to dole it out. It’s about fearlessness and an almost wanton disregard for life and limb. That’s where the pain is, yes — the cross-checks to the back of the head, the slashes to the ankles, the elbows to the gut — but that’s also where the goals are. They’re called the scoring areas for a reason. They’re called the dirty areas for a reason, too. Pay the price, reap the reward. A red light is worth a black-and-blue every single time.
Easy to say that, of course. A tad more difficult in practice. Ever turn your back on an angry giant with a weapon in his hand? Ever step in front of a frozen projectile traveling at triple digits?
Ever do both at the same time?
“It’s scary at first,” Nashville Predators forward Filip Forsberg said. “When you had Zdeno Chara behind you and Shea Weber shooting it at you — that’s the best of both worlds right there.”
Yes, it takes guts to work the net front in the NHL. But it’s facile, folly even, to say it’s simply about who wants it most. There’s a true art to working the net front — for the forwards trying to create havoc, the defensemen trying to prevent havoc, and the goaltenders trying to see through the havoc. It requires courage, sure. But it also requires precision timing, exquisite hand-eye coordination, uncanny instincts, physical fortitude and quick thinking.
And yes, a bit of a nasty attitude doesn’t hurt. Hey, gotta want it, right?
“It’s always chaos,” Colorado Avalanche defenseman Cale Makar said. “But you’ve just got to try and make it a little bit of controlled chaos.”
The defensemen
Let’s start not with the trespassers but those patrolling the fence line.
For defensemen protecting the crease, it’s much more complicated than simply outmuscling an intruding forward — though that’s certainly part of it. It starts with picking your battles. Or more accurately, when to battle.
Just because a forward is in front of the crease doesn’t mean it’s time to start jockeying for position. As a defenseman, you have to conserve energy for when you truly need it. So if the puck is wedged between a slew of skates and sticks in the corner, you merely keep an eye, not your whole body, on that forward lurking in the goal mouth. Otherwise, you’ll tire yourself out before the real fight begins.
Former Chicago Blackhawks coach and 21-year NHL defenseman Luke Richardson made a point of having his blueliners — particularly his smaller, more offensive-minded ones — watch video of Toby Enstrom and Kimmo Timonen, a pair of 5-foot-10 guys who protected the crease from power forwards who outweighed them by 20, 30, 40 pounds while conserving enough energy to exit the zone and maintain possession once they did, rather than just dumping the puck and going for a line change. Enstrom and Timonen would use their stick as a spacer more than a weapon. Or they’d stick their arms out and stiffen them, forcing forwards to go around them, making them expend just a little more energy and just a little more time before getting themselves planted. Every fraction of a second counts when forwards are looking for drive-by tips and screens.
Now, once the puck skitters free, or you sense that a shot is coming, it’s time to start boxing out.
But wait a second, dumb question — how do you box someone out on slippery ice?
“It’s turning your skates,” Blackhawks defenseman Connor Murphy said. “You can actually dig in more than you can in shoes because of your edges, if you turn them outwards. So you plant your feet sideways — duck-footed, or whatever it’s called — and you can be tough to move. Sometimes, if a guy’s coming at you from the side, you just kind of lean into them and wait for the right time to push off of him to get the rebound. It’s all just feel and strength, really.”
Getting there first is key, too. Better to be the guy trying to stand still than the guy trying to move the guy trying to stand still. Anticipate the play, get into position, jam those skates into the ice, get a strong and wide base and dare the other guy to dislodge you.
This, of course, is where the nastiness begins — jockeying for position can mean a light shove or it can mean a full-on two-hander to the spine. Back in Richardson’s time, it got truly violent among that amorphous mass of bodies. How violent?
“As violent as I was allowed to be,” Richardson said. “(But) you would be careful who you’re up against. I might not have been as violent against Bob Probert as I was against a smaller guy that wasn’t as tough.”
It went far beyond the usual two-handed shoves in the back that you still see today.
The can-opener — wedging your stick between the forward’s legs and either dumping them to the ice or maneuvering them around like a marionette — was popular in Richardson’s time. And good luck to the knees and ankles of any forward in the 1980s who got close enough to a Ron Hextall or a Billy Smith, who’d take their big goalie paddles and chop a forward down like a lumberjack.
That stuff is all verboten today. These days, even especially aggressive cross-checks will get you two minutes. With rising slap shots screaming toward the goal mouth, a poorly timed — or well-timed, depending on how old-school you are — cross-check can put a player’s face right into the line of fire. For obvious reasons, the league doesn’t like that.
“The game has changed,” Vegas center Tomáš Hertl said. “Hockey got a lot smaller, guys got a little faster. I got into the league when it was still Chara and Weber. It was different — there were big, strong guys and they could break their stick over your back. It’s changed, but it’s still not easy in there. The next morning, you still feel it.”
Modern defensemen have to find subtler ways to hinder a forward’s ability to tip a point shot, redirect a slap pass or pounce on a rebound. A quick stick is critical. Most intentional deflections happen on the ice, so Murphy said he’s usually trying to get his stick underneath the forward’s stick and lift it off the ice. On the flip side, when a forward intentionally raises his stick as a shot is on its way, the defenseman’s instinct is to whack it down back to the ice with his own stick or use his body to angle the player away from the net. Whatever the forward’s trying to do, don’t let him do it.
Of course, the more bodies in that net-front battle, the harder it is for a referee to see what’s really going on in there.
“I wouldn’t say it’s like free game in there,” Makar said. “But you’re still going to do anything to keep the puck out of your net. If that means grabbing a guy’s stick or something, you try to do that.”
There is another option — leave the scrum entirely and try to step in front of the shot yourself. That involves unspoken communication with a defensive partner and a trust level with the goaltender. Some goalies love it when a defenseman sacrifices his body for a blocked shot. Other goalies want a clear line of sight to the puck and would prefer to handle it themselves.
So, get there first. But monitor the puck closely so you don’t waste energy. Make sure you and your defensive partner know which forward is his and which one’s yours. Then, decide if you want to fight for position or block a shot. And if you choose to fight, determine whether the forward is going for a deflection — and what type — or if he’s looking to roll off and pick up some loose change around the net. And don’t get a penalty, but be sure to get away with whatever you can.
Oh, and process and accomplish all that in a second or two. Maybe three.
“It’s instinct,” Murphy said.
“It’s fun,” Makar said.
The forwards
Washington’s Tom Wilson can’t exactly articulate what it is that makes him effective in front of the net. It all happens too fast, too chaotically, to distill into an easily digestible soundbite that accurately conveys the experience to a layperson.
“A lot happens really quickly — we’re talking tenths of a second, pucks flying,” said Wilson, a quintessential example of what seems to be a dying breed in the NHL — the power forward. “It’s a hectic game. A lot of the best players around the league are able to slow it down and make plays.”
He was talking about extraordinary tippers like Joe Pavelski and Chris Kreider. Or quick-twitch rebound guys such as Anders Lee and Sean Monahan. Or guys with an innate ability to plant themselves in just the right spot along the blue paint for redirects and tap-ins, such as Zach Hyman and Tyler Bertuzzi.
But in the anarchic area in front of the net, sometimes skill is overrated. Being an agent of chaos can be just as effective. Maybe not like Sean Avery turning his back on the play and waving his arms in front of Martin Brodeur like a basketball player guarding an inbound pass, but, well, not not like that, either.
“There are times where maybe it’s part of my job to make it a little bit crazy,” Wilson said. “I try to thrive in that environment. That’s hockey.”
This is what players mean when they say they want to “take the goalie’s eyes away.” It’s bodies in the way, it’s arms and sticks flailing, it’s planting yourself a millimeter outside the blue paint, your backside taking up as much of the goalie’s field of vision as possible.
“Goalies are so good now, so you need to do that,” Forsberg said. “You need to find any advantage, even if it’s just causing some kind of distraction.”
As for the rest of it, it’s a lot of the same things and thoughts defensemen are working through — just in reverse. Navigate the towering trees, avoid getting mauled, keep your stick on the ice, and get in the way as much as possible. For big guys like Wilson, who is 6-4, 220 pounds, it’s often about brute strength. For smaller forwards, it’s about using your lack of size to your advantage — whether that means using your lower center of gravity to knock bigger defensemen off balance or squeezing through tight spaces and finding open ice.
Utah’s Clayton Keller used to be hesitant to get too involved in the goal mouth. But once he started scoring goals from there, it got a lot less intimidating.
“For a guy like me, a smaller guy, I try to spin off guys, and that’s when you get the rebound, or sometimes you get the tips,” Keller said. “But for a smaller guy, it’s mostly about arriving at the right time and not always standing there. Being around it and getting used to it is the most important thing. That’s where a lot of the goals are scored.”
Savvy forwards can take advantage of the clutter and get away with bending the rules, too. Richardson pointed to a game last February in which Edmonton’s Corey Perry flat-out slashed the stick out of the hands of Anaheim goalie John Gibson, leading directly to an Evander Kane goal. The rules can be very different for a young guy versus a crafty veteran.
“Some guys get away with things because they’ve been around a long time, and they have relationships with the referees that the young guys don’t have,” Richardson said. “You’ve got to play that card, too. If you’re a younger guy trying to earn your stripes, play fair and don’t bark at the referee.”
When Alex DeBrincat first broke into the league, he was regularly getting into physical battles in front of the net, often leading to full-blown scraps after the whistle. Despite being 5-8, tied for the shortest player in the league, DeBrincat too often went toe-to-toe with some of the league’s biggest, strongest players.
He’s a little wiser now at 27 years old.
“I was a little bit more frisky earlier in my career,” he said. “But it’s just playing hockey. I’ve done it for so long, it’s just kind of second nature. I’m not always right in front of the net, but when I am, I’m just trying to get an edge on the other guy and trying not to get pushed out of the net. Sometimes I get a little angry, but usually I’m trying to stay out of the box. I like scoring goals better than fighting.”
The goaltenders
The Boston Bruins’ Jeremy Swayman is 6-3, 195 pounds. By most standards, he’s pretty big. By modern hockey goalie standards, he’s average at best.
“I’m still growing, trust me,” he said. “We’ll get there one day.”
There are 240 forwards and defensemen who have played in the NHL this season who are 6-3 or taller. And very often, several of them are standing directly in front of him while the puck is moving along the blue line. So eight years after arriving at the University of Maine as a scrawny, somewhat short goalie, he’s still trying to see over people’s heads so he can do his job.
“As a freshman, I had to find ways to find and track that puck because these defensemen and forwards were so good at tipping pucks, so good at sifting pucks through,” Swayman said. “And obviously, the forwards in front of me are using their bodies to take away the goalie’s eyes. So I still love bobbing and weaving. I’m probably a little more physical than most goalies, too, making sure I see the puck. Because at the end of the day, I don’t care how it’s done, I just want to see the puck.”
At 6-4, Detroit Red Wings goaltender Cam Talbot tries to peer over the scrum, too. The New York Rangers’ Jonathan Quick is one of the few remaining goalies who likes to get low, coiling his body in the crease like a snake and peering through everybody’s legs. Whatever line of sight you prefer, being able to track the puck through all the traffic might be the most important skill a goalie can have.
And if that traffic backs into you a few times each possession, so be it.
“That’s what you sign up for, right?” Talbot said. “It’s their job to make it as hard on us as possible, and it’s the D’s job to help us out as much as they can.”
You’d think communication between goalie and defenseman would be key, but it’s more of a luxury, really. The action’s happening too fast to truly divvy up responsibilities on the fly. There’s usually not even time for trash talk between opponents; that has to wait for the inevitable post-whistle skirmish. Talbot is more vocal than most, though, and has no trouble yelling at his teammates to get out of his way.
“They’re pretty good about it,” Talbot said. “And sometimes they come back and tap me on the pads and say, ‘Good, I didn’t want to eat that one, happy to let you take it.’”
Just as video review has made most forward-initiated contact with the goalie a thing of the past, those Hextall stick swipes have mostly disappeared, too. But if the swarm of bodies in front of the net seeps into the crease, it’s not uncommon to see a goalie take matters into his own hands and start shoving people out of his way.
And sometimes it’s not just the opponents.
“I’m color blind, so sometimes my own guys get in the mix,” Swayman said with a laugh. “Like I said, I don’t care how I get it done, I just want to make sure I see the puck.”
Shoves from behind. Shoves from ahead. Cross-checks to the back of the neck, butt-ends of sticks in the ribs, stick blades in the skates, gloves in the face. All while that hard chunk of rubber could be rocketing in — throat-high or knee-high or toe-high — at any moment.
No, it’s not glamorous at the net front. But when you do it right — whether it’s scoring a goal or stopping one — it’s totally worth it.
“It’s great in there,” Forsberg said. “OK, yeah, it’s awful sometimes. But when you get rewarded, there’s nothing better. Those are the best goals you can score. You earned those.”
(Illustration: Will Tullos / The Athletic; Photos: Maddie Meyer, Ethan Miller, Scott Taetsch, David Berding / Getty Images)
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Riley Leonard returns from injury to lead Notre Dame to national championship game in CFP win vs Penn State
Notre Dame is going to the first College Football Playoff National Championship game of the expanded format era after a comeback 27-24 win over Penn State in the Orange Bowl on Thursday.
Fighting Irish kicker Mitch Jeter kicked the game-winning 41-yard field goal to cap off a back-and-forth battle between the two storied programs.
Notre Dame’s comeback victory may have never materialized had quarterback Riley Leonard not summoned the fortitude to return to the game after an injury.
“He’s a competitor and competitors find a way to win,” Notre Dame head coach Marcus Freeman said in a postgame interview on ESPN right after the game. “It’s an honor to be a part of this with him.”
Leonard had to leave the game in the second quarter, forcing in backup Steve Angeli. At that point, Notre Dame was already behind 10-0. But Angeli helped get the Irish back into it with a field goal drive to give Notre Dame its first points, as the Irish went into halftime down 10-3.
But Leonard returned to the game in the second half, and led a touchdown drive to tie the game. The two teams then traded score for score in a competitive second half.
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Leonard had a chance to lead a go-ahead drive with two minutes remaining, but the Penn State defense came up with a big third-down sack to force a Notre Dame punt.
Then Allar, with a chance to lead a game-winning drive with less and possibly put himself into the conversation for the top quarterback taken in the NFL Draft, came back onto the field for the biggest moment of his career. And in that moment, he threw an interception to give the ball right back to Leonard and the Irish.
Leonard then came back on the field and led the final drive that put Jeter in position to seal the deal.
“I just trusted in Jesus,” Leonard said in a postgame ESPN interview.
Notre Dame’s storybook run continues after it came up with a historic win against Georgia in the Sugar Bowl in New Orleans just one day after a deadly terrorist attack killed 14 innocent people.
The Irish will meet the winner of the Cotton Bowl on Friday between Ohio State and Texas.
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Rams wide receiver Demarcus Robinson charged in DUI case
Rams receiver Demarcus Robinson, who was arrested in November, has been charged with one misdemeanor count of driving under the influence of alcohol, according to Los Angeles County Superior Court records.
Robinson is scheduled to be arraigned on Feb. 24 at the Van Nuys Courthouse.
TMZ.com first reported the charge.
Robinson was arrested on Nov. 25 on suspicion of driving under the influence after California Highway Patrol officers observed him allegedly speeding at more than 100 mph on the 101 Freeway in Woodland Hills. He was cited at the scene and released.
Coach Sean McVay did not suspend Robinson, who has 31 receptions for a career-best 505 yards and a career-best seven touchdowns. Robinson is scheduled to start on Monday when the Rams play the Minnesota Vikings in an NFC wild-card game at State Farm Stadium in Glendale, Ariz.
A few days after his arrest, Robinson said he made “a bad decision” to drive while impaired.
“It’s a bad look,” he said. “I don’t want to bring that type of light or any type of negative energy toward the team.”
The NFL conducts independent investigations of off-field incidents involving players but does not typically make a decision about suspensions until the legal process concludes.
Robinson, a ninth-year pro, played this season on a one-year $4-million contract that included $1 million in incentives, according to Overthecap.com.
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