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“Pitch Perfect 2” almost as awesome as the first one. An amazing hockey goal that you never see. And the bus driver who told a kid she was going to hell.


Game 6: Rangers 7, Lightning 3. Five 3rd period goals. Yeah, we all saw that coming. Game 7, Friday night, at MSG. I may not sleep till then …

For our 2nd wedding anniversary on Monday, my wife and I did what all couples do on their anniversary:
Dropped the baby off at the grandparents on Long Island, went to a Jewish deli for some delicious meats, and then watched the sequel to an awesome movie about college a capella singers.

Yep, it’s no longer a dirty little secret: I loved “Pitch Perfect,” the original.

I didn’t love it nearly as much as my wife, because it’s become maybe her favorite movie ever, one we’ve seen at least 10-15 times. But I loved it a lot, because it had Anna Kendrick singing and dancing (she’s a major celebrity crush of mine, ever since “Up in the Air”), it had Rebel Wilson being hilarious, it was funny, it had a ton of ’80s music, and it was just so damn fun. I loved Elizabeth Banks and John Michael Higgins as the a capella competition broadcasters the best (“The Menstrual Cycles, John”), and was thrilled to hear Banks was directing this one.

So how was the sequel? Pretty darn good. Not as good as the original, but few sequels are. This one had a pretty silly storyline (thanks to a wardrobe malfunction by “Fat Amy,” the Barden Bellas are banned from defending their national title, and threatened with being disbanded unless they win the World Championship), but the movie worked on a lot of levels.

First, Kendrick continues to be awesome, in real life (did you see her sing-off with James Corden on his new CBS show?) and in movies. Wilson is a brilliant physical comedian, and she has the best scene in the movie, which involves a canoe and a Pat Benetar song.

The Bellas’ rivals, a German supergroup called Das Sound Machine (below) are over the top goofy and cartoonish villains, but it works because the writing is so sharp. Seriously, there were a bunch of one-liners so funny that half the theater laughed out loud.


The big new addition to the cast, Hailee Steinfeld from “True Grit,” didn’t do much for me, but she does seem to have a good voice. The Riff-Off this time is beyond bizarre, so bizarre that I don’t want to describe it in case you have plans to see the flick.

And the ending, well, the ending you can see coming from a mile away. And yet we still left the theater happy.

Is “Pitch Perfect 2” an all-time classic? No. But it’s great fun if you like singing, dancing, and comedy.

It’s already made a ton of money at the box office, so you can be sure there’ll be a “Pitch Perfect 3.”

Which is fine by me.

**Next up today, it’s not often you see a hockey goal from an angle like this. Monday night, the Chicago Blackhawks staged an improbable rally from two goals down with two minutes left, thanks to Jonathan Toews, who’s basically the Derek Jeter of the NHL. Captain Clutch’s first goal was a rocket shot from in front, no shame in that getting by the goalie.

But the second goal? Insane angle. Check it out, starting about :30 in.

**Finally today, here’s a feel-good story for you (read that in sarcasm font): A bus driver in Missouri was fired last week after an 11-year-old girl reported that the driver told her she was gay and would burn in hell.

Yep, 11-year-old Maurissa Rushing said that she was playing a game on the bus with a friend of hers that saw the girls touching each others arms a few times.

Apparently this was unacceptable to the bus driver, who has not been named, because after dropping off the other students, she allegedly told Maurissa and her friends that they were gay and “gonna burn in hell real bad,” Maurissa told a Kansas City TV station. “I didn’t expect it to happen.”

The driver has been fired, and the family is considering a lawsuit.

Used to be you had to be worried about being bullied by other kids on the school bus. Now, I guess it’s the drivers who are the real bullies. What an awful thing to say to a little kid.



Barack Obama, sinking lower and lower with Syria/NSA decisions. Trampoline cliff diving? Sure. Will the Cup be awarded tonight?

I know I have only myself to blame for getting my hopes up. That in his second term Barack Obama would be a better, more decisive, more “2008” Obama than we saw in his first term.

But boy oh boy, have I been wildly disappointed. Over the last couple of weeks two major news items have shown that for many reasons Obama is failing miserably at being the kind of President millions of us hoped for.

First, the NSA data collection debacle. Oh, I know the NSA isn’t really listening to our phone calls and hearing about Aunt Ida’s trip to the Grand Canyon (random tangent: did you see that Wallenda dude walk across the Canyon on a wire last night on Discovery Channel? Insanely cool) or your hatred of your boss at work.

And I know there are legit national security grounds for data-mining some of our calls.
But this whole operation is wildly invasive and totally over the top; it reeks of what George W. Bush did during his term, and we liberals have been invoking that comparison way too often lately.

As the excellent Glenn Greenwald has been writing, prosecuting NSA leaker Edward Snowden for espionage, for God’s sakes, is ridiculous and wrong. As Greenwald points out, the Obama administration has doubled the number of espionage prosecutions in the entire history of the U.S., in just the last 4 1/2 years.

Then, Syria. Another American president, getting us deeper and deeper into a war with no end in sight, and helping arm a group of rebels who look just as dangerous and menacing as the Syrian army they’re fighting.

Obama swore up and down not to get the U.S. involved in “wars of choice.” Well, Syria is a war of choice, and like his choices on so many other issues, Obama has now made the wrong one.

Just so disappointing.

**And now, add this one to the list of sports I will never in a million years try. I present to you, trampoline cliff diving. These people are nuts…


**Finally today, it’s a big night in the world of sports because the most awesome trophy in sports may be awarded tonight.
Through five games, the Stanley Cup Finals have been nothing short of spectacular. The Bruins and Blackhawks have played hard-hitting, compelling, intense hockey for five games, and I expect nothing less tonight when the Blackhawks try to finish the B’s off.

Saturday’s Game 5 was the nastiest of the series; the Bruins are awfully lucky Johnny Boychuk (and if that isn’t a great hockey name, I don’t know what is) didn’t get suspended for his vicious hit on Chicago captain Jonathan Toews the other night, though the B’s are likely without their best player, Patrice Bergeron, as well.

I’m rooting for Chicago in this series but honestly, I’m hoping it goes seven games. The hockey has been too good for it to end tonight.

And yes, I’ve found another excuse to run the photo (above) of me hanging with Lord Stanley, in 2005. Truly one of the Top 5 moments of my journalism career!