Some years from now (a lot of years, hopefully), as I am on my deathbed, I will look back at last night and wish, more than anything, for those 2 1/2 hours back.
What a colossal waste of time.
What happened to that much ballyhooed, knock ‘em down affair that Derek Boogaard hinted at prior to the return tilt between the Canucks and Minnesota?
I was jacked. Old-time hockey. A flagrant cheap shot. Flying fists. Game misconducts. Scores settled.
Instead, these guys act like they are long-lost girlfriends hooking up at a candle party.
One scrap, and Boogaard wasn't even chuckin' the knuckles.
Somewhere, Mattias Ohlund is smiling.
As Dave Pollard pointed out in his the
saurus-assisted
tirade yesterday, there was nothing to this WWE-esque buildup.
I guess, in the end, breaking a bone in a teammates leg with a hack is considered fair game in the new
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wasted chance to settle score