Check that shit at 1:32 of the video. Was that a head-butt, or just a guy who flinched and collapsed like those fainting goats? Also, the end of the video features a line brawl vs. the Bruins. I vaguely recall that game, I remember Lazaro getting choked or something by somebody.
Oh man, I just found it on the youtube:
Check the B's fan taking a swing at Stevie Y. Yup, that's local shithead John Dennis doing the sportscast for then-WNEV Channel 7.
That was Stephane Quintal who took on Probert, basically hanging on for dear life. Quintal coulda been a man, but decided to join the dark side and played for the Habs for most of the balance of his career. Horrible.
Steve Leach. Back in the day, the Bruins players actually wrote a cookbook. My sister bought it because she was obsessed with Wes Walz. One of the recipes was contributed by Steve Leach - it was "Steak with Salt".
Steak with Salt
by Stephen Leach
1 piece of steak
salt to taste
vegetable oil
Pour oil into hot skillet. Salt the steak. Cook until medium well.
I'm not kidding. Most other players contributed stuff made by their wives/moms. But Leach, man, he dug deep for that one.
Leach. Meetch. Seetch. Beetch. REICH.
Jeremy Reich is back, kids. Back in 2006-2007 when the B's were bad, real bad - it was Reich (pronounced "REETCH" to you pink hats) who showed up every night and played like someone swapped his gold bond medicated powder with cayenne pepper. Section 311 took notice, and is pleased to see that he is back in the fold, "to show the kids in Providence how to prepare for each game" i.e. play every game like it could be your last. If half the parent club played with the fury & abandon of Reich, we'd have Stanley Cups every year. As the Mayor used to say, "Numba 53 in yoah programs, Numba 1 in yoah hahts. Hey, anyone got any Grizz?".
salt to taste
vegetable oil
Pour oil into hot skillet. Salt the steak. Cook until medium well.
I'm not kidding. Most other players contributed stuff made by their wives/moms. But Leach, man, he dug deep for that one.
Leach. Meetch. Seetch. Beetch. REICH.
Jeremy Reich is back, kids. Back in 2006-2007 when the B's were bad, real bad - it was Reich (pronounced "REETCH" to you pink hats) who showed up every night and played like someone swapped his gold bond medicated powder with cayenne pepper. Section 311 took notice, and is pleased to see that he is back in the fold, "to show the kids in Providence how to prepare for each game" i.e. play every game like it could be your last. If half the parent club played with the fury & abandon of Reich, we'd have Stanley Cups every year. As the Mayor used to say, "Numba 53 in yoah programs, Numba 1 in yoah hahts. Hey, anyone got any Grizz?".
Sorry for the drunken texts. I just can't believe the big guy is gone. The most invincible man to play the sport of hockey died, I'm having a hard time accepting that.
ReplyDeleteAs for that bench clearer in Boston...The last bench clearer at the Garden.... The best part was the wings trainer carrying the #24 jersey dragging on the ice after the mahem. I was there but left early and I am sick to this day about it. My friend was there with his Probert jersey and wore it to Sully's post game and almost got killed. I have subjected fellow 311'er aka...Mahoney to sit on my couch and share a 30 pack and take in 2 hours of Probert Kocur bouts on the tv in honor of the big guy.
As a matter of fact, my door is open to all 311'ers for that.