Ovey a virtual lock for the Calder?

Two very interesting articles came to my attention this morning, both about Ovechkin possibly being a lock for the Calder. The first one appeared on the Calgary Sun website yesterday:

In my opinion, Russian forward Alexander Ovechkin will easily win the Calder.
In a normal year, Sidney Crosby, defenceman Dion Phaneuf or goalie Henrik Lundqvist could've totally taken this trophy that I had the honour of winning during the 1993-94 season.
However, this is the year Ovechkin came along and he's in a class all by himself.
The Washington Capitals forward is a true phenomenon. How could you ignore a player who has succeeded in putting his mark on a quarter of his team's goals over the course of a season?
Ovechkin scores goals with finesse and also imposes his presence with strength. He likes to hit the opponent and retreats in the face of no one. He has quickly become the most spectacular player in the NHL.

No argument here! The other great part about Ovechkin is that he's a team player. Even though everyone wants to see him reach the 50-goal mark (he's only two goals short), he hasn't scored a goal in the past few games because he's been setting up his teammates for them instead. Of course that's not what Sidney Crosby says, in this sour grapes piece that appeared on PittsburghLive.com:

It seems just about everyone believes the Calder Trophy is going to Ovechkin. The words "Calder favorite" precede his name practically every time it appears in print or is uttered aloud.
This, Crosby says, doesn't bother him.

"I just think that our mentalities are probably totally different," Crosby said. "His is shot, shot, shot. Mine is, I think maybe even not pass, but look for a guy around the net instead of just firing it..."

Sure, Crosby does have more assists than goals, but the kid is not exactly what one would call a stand-up guy. How about one game after the Penguins lost to the Minnesota Wild, where Crosby criticized his teammates by saying "I don't know if the effort was there" and "There's no excuse at all. It's effort. It's moving your feet, it's making hits"? Personally, I would have clocked the kid- some punk 18-year-old who thinks he knows it all after playing not even a full season in the NHL, just because he's Mario's bitch. But whatever. Far be it from me to empathize with Penguins players.