Roberto Luongo and James Duthie are... The Superfriends!

By now, you might be aware that James Duthie and Roberto Luongo are friends. If you aren't, I highly recommend Ian Walker's piece this morning on their TSN intermission segments. In it, Walker breaks the big shocker that talented writer Duthie--and not famous non-writer Luongo--wrote the poems in the most recent bit. Walker also reminds Canucks fans that the newly-viral masterpiece is actually just one of many collaborations on which the two have worked. By my count, there have been four.

The Luongo/Duthie friendship is excellent because it combines Duthie's gifts as a writer with Roberto Luongo's refreshing sense of humour and willingness to self-deprecate. Most of the comedy is original Duthie stuff, but what makes it special is that it's often full of hilarious personal jabs at Luongo's image, and risky topics that would offend any athlete who took himself a little more seriously. After the jump, PITB documents their four entertaining collaborations.

I Find This Video Odd: Post-Game Pantsing

This is the video of the surprisingly subdued celebration following the Canuck's 7-2 drubbing of the befuddled Flames. There's no awesome dancing, wacky hijinks, or overt goofiness. Just a bunch of professional hockey players behaving in a pleased, yet professional manner: removing equipment, chatting cheerily, and smiling pleasantly.

Except for at the 10 second mark, where Ryan Kesler appears to attempt to pants Tanner Glass like they were in a middle-school hallway, with Kesler playing the role of the jerkish jock with a need to be the center of attention and Glass the poor defenseless nerd desperately trying to keep hold of his stack of books without having his undergarments displayed to the girl he's had a massive crush on from afar all school year. That seems like a mistake. Even though Tanner Glass plays scrabble, reads dystopian fiction, and graduated from Dartmouth with a degree in History, all hallmarks of nerdity, he is a far cry from the platonic form of nerd. I have a sneaking suspicion that Kesler realized that Glass could probably beat him up, and stopped short of completing his pantsing motion, instead passing it off as a good-natured joke, akin to the friendly athletic butt-tap he gives Mason Raymond later on.

So I suppose there were a few jinks to be had post-game, though their height was middling at best, around the height of Muggsy Bogues as opposed to Manute Bol. I demand that my Canucks post-game jinks be higher!