Rangers' Jaromir Jagr (68) celebrates his goal with Rangers' Sean Avery. THE ASSOCIATED PRESS/David Duprey
Uh, Sean Avery, in hockey lingo, this isn't what we mean by "hooking."
Caught a story in the New York Daily News this morning that Rangers' bad boy Sean Avery has allegedly been snuggling up with a high-priced hooker in the Big Apple.
Honestly. You can't make this stuff up.
Seems the agitating Avery has turned up in the little black book of Kristin Davis, who works, for lack of a better term, for popular Manhattan brothel Maison de L'Amour.
What is it with high-profile New Yorkers dishing out cash for a little lovin'? No word yet if Avery and disgraced New-Yawk governor Eliot Spitzer have some post-game get together planned anytime soon.
Can't really blame the guy, if there is any truth to this story. When your previous celebrity squeezes have dropped you quicker than a Derek Boogaard right hand, you've got to stay in the dating game, if you know what I mean. Even if it costs you a few Benjamins.
How the mighty flighty have fallen. Avery had been dating babes such as Rachel Hunter and Elisha Cuthbert, whose puckbunny tendencies are turning her into a younger Carol Alt.
Somewhere, Dion Phaneuf is laughing.
If you're the svelte supermodel or Hollywood hottie who happens to hook up with Avery when you can pretty much have your pick from any red-blooded guy on the planet, you are only putting up with yapping so long. It's only a matter of time before a suitcase full of socks and underwear is tossed out on the front lawn.
Something Sean Avery knows all too well.
In hockey terms, hooking generally gets you two minutes.
For Avery's sake, we're hoping this one was considerably longer.