Pretty good article. I thought it was stupid a.f. that they couldn’t get back to playing without a fight after the Tavares injury the other night. Guy gets accidentally injured, it’s a somber moment and everyone is worried there might be a serious head injury, so let’s clear the air by letting me take a few swings at your head. The injury wasn’t even Perry’s fault and he obviously felt terrible about it. Good on him I guess for just kind of taking it - he wrestled around with Foligno, took a few punches but didn’t throw any of his own. On the street, Foligno might have wound up in jail – but on the ice? Nah, gotta get some payback for an accidental injury. I can understand a few mutual punches in the heat of the moment during a rough game, but that choreographed Code stuff is just insulting bullshit.
I find it bullshit that the NHL basically condones fighting. Other sports, you fight, you're gone from that game and are likely looking at a suspension. In hockey, you get a five-minute time-out. You really have to go apeshit for punishment comparable to other sports. The fact that there is a penalty called fighting places it within the rules of the game. Dumbass goonery.
Yup, agreed. I'd like to see automatic ejection for fighting, plus suspension with lost pay and a fine for the player and the team. Put an end to that crap. I’ve always hated how Rob Ray is viewed as a Sabres fan favorite. Not by me. He sucked and had one function – fighting. Listen to him try to pronounce Ruotsalainen and you can hear the brain damage.
This, on the other hand, should be allowed and encouraged:
Shoot straight for once, you Army pukes. - Lt. Col. Andrew Tanner, USAF
This, on the other hand, should be allowed and encouraged:
I remember that kinda sorta happened for real—Tiger Williams whacked Scotty Bowman over the head.
Also: Slapshot is one of the inner circle sports movies. So fucking good.
Jeez. I don’t even remember that incident. "...two-handed Scotty Bowman over the head, sending the Sabres coach to the floor unconscious." Wtf? I don't think that's allowed any more.
And yeah, Slapshot is great. Alongside Bad News Bears, one of the great classic sports movies.
Shoot straight for once, you Army pukes. - Lt. Col. Andrew Tanner, USAF
This, on the other hand, should be allowed and encouraged:
I remember that kinda sorta happened for real—Tiger Williams whacked Scotty Bowman over the head.
Also: Slapshot is one of the inner circle sports movies. So fucking good.
Jeez. I don’t even remember that incident. "...two-handed Scotty Bowman over the head, sending the Sabres coach to the floor unconscious." Wtf? I don't think that's allowed any more.
Coincidentally, Bowman's playing career in the minors was finished after he fractured his skull from a slash. His head is a wood magnet.
And yeah, Slapshot is great. Alongside Bad News Bears, one of the great classic sports movies.
BNB (original) is my favourite sports movie, hands down. I've got a Bears jersey, complete with the Chico's bail bonds on the back.
"Ain't no party like an S Club party!'" - Richard Nixon, Checkers Speech, abandoned early draft
BNB (original) is my favourite sports movie, hands down. I've got a Bears jersey, complete with the Chico's bail bonds on the back.
Caddyshack is up there too, but yeah, BNB is my favorite. It just captures so much of my actual Little League experience circa 1980-84, right down to the frumpy grumpy boozer coach. I could watch it endlessly.
Shoot straight for once, you Army pukes. - Lt. Col. Andrew Tanner, USAF
BNB (original) is my favourite sports movie, hands down. I've got a Bears jersey, complete with the Chico's bail bonds on the back.
Caddyshack is up there too, but yeah, BNB is my favorite. It just captures so much of my actual Little League experience circa 1980-84, right down to the frumpy grumpy boozer coach. I could watch it endlessly.
Yup. It completely rings true to everything I remember about playing organized baseball as a kid. Plus the Yankees are the villain team—pure verisimilitude.
"Ain't no party like an S Club party!'" - Richard Nixon, Checkers Speech, abandoned early draft
BNB (original) is my favourite sports movie, hands down. I've got a Bears jersey, complete with the Chico's bail bonds on the back.
Caddyshack is up there too, but yeah, BNB is my favorite. It just captures so much of my actual Little League experience circa 1980-84, right down to the frumpy grumpy boozer coach. I could watch it endlessly.
Yup. It completely rings true to everything I remember about playing organized baseball as a kid. Plus the Yankees are the villain team—pure verisimilitude.
Damn, I saw the word verisimilitude earlier today and made a mental note to work it in somewhere. I missed my chance.
Starting at sunset, BNB followed by Star Wars ANH make the perfect 1-2 summer viewing for me. Like stepping into a time machine. Our team was Delaware Hose and we were basement dwellers for a year or two. I even sported a blond Tanner Boyle bowl cut in those days. They used to drop us off alone in our uniforms for 4 or 5 hours, aged 8-10, at local grocery stores with empty half pint milk cartons to beg for donations to support the league. Those were innocent times. Then the parents would spend the money on beer and hang out in the clubhouse upstairs from the candy stand.
Shoot straight for once, you Army pukes. - Lt. Col. Andrew Tanner, USAF
BNB (original) is my favourite sports movie, hands down. I've got a Bears jersey, complete with the Chico's bail bonds on the back.
Caddyshack is up there too, but yeah, BNB is my favorite. It just captures so much of my actual Little League experience circa 1980-84, right down to the frumpy grumpy boozer coach. I could watch it endlessly.
Yup. It completely rings true to everything I remember about playing organized baseball as a kid. Plus the Yankees are the villain team—pure verisimilitude.
Damn, I saw the word verisimilitude earlier today and made a mental note to work it in somewhere. I missed my chance.
Starting at sunset, BNB followed by Star Wars ANH make the perfect 1-2 summer viewing for me. Like stepping into a time machine. Our team was Delaware Hose and we were basement dwellers for a year or two. I even sported a blond Tanner Boyle bowl cut in those days. They used to drop us off alone in our uniforms for 4 or 5 hours, aged 8-10, at local grocery stores with empty half pint milk cartons to beg for donations to support the league. Those were innocent times. Then the parents would spend the money on beer and hang out in the clubhouse upstairs from the candy stand.
My weird memory is of a fat tough kid—what adults would call husky—who had a habit of farting when he swung, so he basically threatened anyone who laughed with a beating afterwards.
"Ain't no party like an S Club party!'" - Richard Nixon, Checkers Speech, abandoned early draft
BNB (original) is my favourite sports movie, hands down. I've got a Bears jersey, complete with the Chico's bail bonds on the back.
Caddyshack is up there too, but yeah, BNB is my favorite. It just captures so much of my actual Little League experience circa 1980-84, right down to the frumpy grumpy boozer coach. I could watch it endlessly.
Yup. It completely rings true to everything I remember about playing organized baseball as a kid. Plus the Yankees are the villain team—pure verisimilitude.
Damn, I saw the word verisimilitude earlier today and made a mental note to work it in somewhere. I missed my chance.
Starting at sunset, BNB followed by Star Wars ANH make the perfect 1-2 summer viewing for me. Like stepping into a time machine. Our team was Delaware Hose and we were basement dwellers for a year or two. I even sported a blond Tanner Boyle bowl cut in those days. They used to drop us off alone in our uniforms for 4 or 5 hours, aged 8-10, at local grocery stores with empty half pint milk cartons to beg for donations to support the league. Those were innocent times. Then the parents would spend the money on beer and hang out in the clubhouse upstairs from the candy stand.
My weird memory is of a fat tough kid—what adults would call husky—who had a habit of farting when he swung, so he basically threatened anyone who laughed with a beating afterwards.
Ha! We had a fat tough kid on one of the other teams whose trademark was wearing his jockstrap and cup on the outside of his pants, in plain sight. He was a total villain.
Shoot straight for once, you Army pukes. - Lt. Col. Andrew Tanner, USAF
I mean, I'm not one of those people in the crowd who yell "fight fight fight," but it's fun when it happens.
We went to a hockey game when we lived in Greensboro, a club associated with the Anaheim Ducks, and there were a number of fights, which was about the only time the crowd got excited. There was a couple in front of us who, whenever a fight broke out, put their kids on their shoulders so they could watch.
"Ain't no party like an S Club party!'" - Richard Nixon, Checkers Speech, abandoned early draft
I mean, I'm not one of those people in the crowd who yell "fight fight fight," but it's fun when it happens.
We went to a hockey game when we lived in Greensboro, a club associated with the Anaheim Ducks, and there were a number of fights, which was about the only time the crowd got excited. There was a couple in front of us who, whenever a fight broke out, put their kids on their shoulders so they could watch.
Yeah...I'm not THAT bad.
Everytime we would go to a Colorado Rockies (now NJ Devils) or Blues game, my dad would feel compelled to make the daddest dad joke of all dad jokes: "I went to a fight and a hockey game broke out!" My dad was the king of dad jokes.
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I mean, I'm not one of those people in the crowd who yell "fight fight fight," but it's fun when it happens.
We went to a hockey game when we lived in Greensboro, a club associated with the Anaheim Ducks, and there were a number of fights, which was about the only time the crowd got excited. There was a couple in front of us who, whenever a fight broke out, put their kids on their shoulders so they could watch.
Yeah...I'm not THAT bad.
Everytime we would go to a Colorado Rockies (now NJ Devils) or Blues game, my dad would feel compelled to make the daddest dad joke of all dad jokes: "I went to a fight and a hockey game broke out!" My dad was the king of dad jokes.
Your eyeroll should have been severe enough to cause pain.
"Ain't no party like an S Club party!'" - Richard Nixon, Checkers Speech, abandoned early draft