Watching Martin Brodeur yield a boatload of soft goals through his first four games has been like watching Derek Jeter hit a succession of soft ground balls through the first half of the 2011 season.
It has been tough on the eyes difficult to absorb and more difficult to process because the mind’s eye freezes Brodeur in time as it did with Jeter.
Too old? Too slow? Professionally mortal?
But maybe so.
There is no joy in watching one of the all-time great ones fight the puck. No joy in recognizing the Devils’ all-time player has reached a passage in his career in which he likely will yield his No. 1 spot to a younger man.
No joy in watching one of the great athletes who has ever represented a metropolitan area team look less than ordinary and at least for the moment be as much part of the problem as the solution.
Of course the sample size is tiny. Of course after Jeter hit .260 with an on-base percentage. of .324 through the first half of 2011 the Yankees captain hit ...