Andreas Johnsson • "It is possible to love the sport and hate the culture" - Göteborgs-Posten

It takes two minutes before the first female role appears. It’s a one night stand that the main character Jake McKay wakes up with.

Immediately, I start to feel confused, can it really be that this cheap hockey comedy has a slightly soft view of women?

As I said, Jake McKay is the main character in “Minor Leaguer” and he is played by Dan Comrie, who created the movie. He plays in a team that is suddenly bought by his childhood idol, Finnish hockey legend Teemu Selänne.

Selänne then forces McKay to change out of the number eight jersey, which was Selänne’s active number – which makes McKay hate Selänne with all his heart.

Which ends with a scene that is one minute and 36 seconds long and where the word “fuck” is repeated in one form or another 34 times. I counted, twice.

The fight takes place on a tennis court, where Selänne also breaks Jake’s scrotum. Jake finally has enough and moves to Winnipeg because he can’t stand being in a club where his childhood idol took his number.

At the same time, Jake’s friend, also a loser and material manager, “Sniff” falls in love with a girl named Amy.

Of course, Amy knows nothing about hockey.

Sniff and Amy date for a couple of days and all goes well until Sniff, unable to handle the presence of a woman, starts sweating and blames it on an allergy. cats

The materialist Sniff meets Amy and falls in love. Image: Minor Leaguers

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Amy soon learns through Sniff’s mother that he is definitely not allergic to cats. Amy actually despairs and throws it for a suitable teacher who makes fun of her because Sniff masturbated in her garden. However, everything is resolved in the end when, a few days later, Amy decides to check her surveillance camera in the garden and then No seeing Sniff masturbating.

Apparently, Amy is one of eight female characters who have at least one line in this film.

The other seven characters range from Jake’s one night stand and a prostitute to a waitress whose two “ass” characters agree they want to “tap:a”.

As this high-octane drama unfolds, legendary rainbow and Teemu Selänne Brett Hull shows up and causes mayhem. He has decided to buy a rival team, just for the hell of it.

Here Brett Hull kisses Selänne’s parking sign thus setting the tone for how fun a “Minor Leaguer” will be. Image: Minor Leaguers

Hull goes to great lengths to buy a rival team, which angers Selänne. During the movie, he usually appears and does rude things. Among other things, he kisses Selänne’s parking sign and thus sets the tone for how fun the film will be.

Hull also hires, for unclear reasons, a man who walks into Selänne’s office and brags that he is “fit as a horse” after he says he wants to sleep with Selänne’s wife.

In the end, however, Hull is not allowed to buy the team. He then just laughs and says it was fun while it lasted.

Then comes the controversy: Selänne is also not allowed to buy a team, because he has bribed the man who owns the league with “happy ending” massages and trips to Cabo.

All this makes Jake McKay return from Winnipeg to play for his team again and win the league in his last game.

So it turns out my bad feelings that surfaced two minutes into the movie were correct. This is probably the worst thing I have ever seen.

The sexuality is as present as the climax of the work is absent. The women in the film are only in the capacity of wife, mother or gender.

The feeling is that Dan Comrie, who also plays the main character, gathered his group of friends – which happened to include two legendary hockey players – to throw together a “go reel” where will jokes and scripts be worked out one after the other.

The story is so childish that I really believe that the “sketch programs” recorded by me and my childhood friend Daniel on his father’s video camera reached at least the same level of work. One sketch involved, among other things, me putting on a wig and calling myself “Gary Drog”.

At least now I’ve seen this cinematic excrement and I’m starting to question myself. Are these my people? Is this the sense of humor that other people think I got along with my love of hockey?

On the one hand, I feel that you should see this movie, so that you can get some insight into the bad side of hockey culture. But remember that I, who love hockey, hate it. It is possible to love the sport and hate the culture at the same time.

On the other hand, this movie makes me, for a second, want to be like Amy: A sweet person who doesn’t know who Selänne or Hull are.