For his final book as a participatory journalist, George Plimpton tended goal for the Boston Bruins. He stuck his notebook in his shin guard, joked about tucking a flask there, too, and hovered, stick straight, skates slipping beneath him.
“When he went down he stayed down,” recalls former Bruin Mike Milbury, who played a 1977 preseason game with Plimpton. “It was amusing to try to watch him scramble to his feet, like a turtle trying to roll over. He was terrible.”
The documentary “Plimpton! Starring George Plimpton as Himself” returns to prominence the writer, editor, and man-about-town whose signature literary device was to try and then inevitably fail. Plimpton, who died in 2003, serves as posthumous narrator. The film opens Friday at the Coolidge Corner. Full story for BostonGlobe.com subscribers.
Erin Trahan, who edits The Independent and moderates The DocYard’s summer series, can be reached at firstname.lastname@example.org.