If Jaromir Jagr was going to be cast as the villain, he apparently was determined to play the role to the hilt.

For his opening act, he showed up in town two days ago and droned through a painstaking media session at the Philadelphia Flyers' practice in Castle Shannon. Hidden under an orange hoody, he pouted like a child and sounded like a bitter, old man.

When a reporter asked how he might handle being booed by Pittsburghers, he fired back a snarly, "Then, I can't play."