Forget about General Hospital and As the World Turns, hockey now has its own soap opera, “MVP”. Only Canada, the country that brought us a sitcom devoid of any socially redeeming values like “Trailer Park Boys”, could bring North America a rip off of the BBC series “Footballers Wives”. No major network in the US would be bothered with such a program about hockey. After all, the NHL can only get a mickey mouse network like Versus to televise the lion-share of its regular season games. Leave it to SoapNet to pick up a series that the CBC dropped for being too racy for Canadian sensibilities. This ain’t no “Anne of Green Gables”. God forbid anyone shed a bad light on the NHL in Canada.

This program is so bad, it’s laughable. All the characters are caricatures of fictional people who populate the NHL. There’s the wife of the superstar team Captain who is widowed when he suffers a fatal heart attack after inhaling too much nose candy. They have nubile “ballerina” daughter to whom Daddy left the ranch and his wife nothing. There’s the gray haired ruthless General Manager and his smarmy, hatchetman assistant. The boozehound coach, the Dudley DoRight team captain, the Rookie in over his head with the substances and the babes, the well meaning female team doctor conflicted by the “treatments” the coach and owners demand she dole out. And last, but not least, the misunderstood but psychotic French Canadian enforcer. He’s a male whore who’ll sleep with any disease riddlled puck bunny that comes along. He “overmedicates” and hallucinates seeing his dead wife and child whose mysterious deaths were somehow his fault. Need I go on?

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