I’ve never seen anything like this before. It’s absolutely incredible. If Naked Gun 44 1/4 had a hockey scene, it would be this right here. Let’s hope these teams meet in the playoffs.
Posts Tagged ‘hockey’
Three Fights In Three Seconds
Posted: March 20, 2012 by Keith Stone in hockey, NHLTags: Devils, fight! fight! fight!, hockey, NHL, Rangers
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Sean Avery Announces Retirement In Most Sean Avery Way Imaginable
Posted: March 13, 2012 by Keith Stone in hockey, NHLTags: hockey, NHL, Rangers, Sean Avery
Much-maligned Ranger Sean Avery publicly announced his retirement last night on Bravo’s Watch What Happens Live, during a wildly entertaining and erratic appearance. Avery, who of course was not wearing socks, later dished about his obsession with Lionel Richie (whose daughter Nicole was also on the show), the Real Housewives, breast implants (“some are good, some are bad”), and yes, fashion. A lot of athletes come and go, but there will never be one as polarizing and unique as Sean Avery.
Trivia Time: Defunct Hockey Teams
Posted: March 8, 2012 by Keith Stone in hockey, NHL, triviaTags: hockey, NHL, trivia, WHA
You guys remember hockey? I hear the Rangers are doing pretty well this season. In fact, they’re absolutely crushing it at MSG going 22-7-2. Interestingly enough, the Rangers haven’t been the only pro hockey team to call the Garden home. It’s hosted two other teams, one in the NHL and one in the WHA, but none as popular as the Blueshirts. That brings us to our Question of the Week. Get it right and stay out of the penalty box. The answer, as always, is after the jump.
Which two major professional hockey teams other than the Rangers have played their home games at Madison Square Garden? (and a hint: it is not the Charlestown Chiefs or Hamilton Mustangs)
Where’s Jean-Claude Van Damme When You Need Him?
Posted: January 29, 2012 by Keith Stone in hockeyTags: hockey, Slovakia
It’s a shame this didn’t happen during a Flyers-Islanders game, but check out what happens while some youth hockey players are practicing in Slovakia. No word on whether Bane was involved.
Jabroni of the Week: Douchebag Philadelphia Fans
Posted: January 8, 2012 by Keith Stone in jabronis, NHLTags: hockey, jabronis, NHL, Philadelphia Flyers, Philly sucks, Rangers, the fans
The Winter Classic was a success, referee controversy aside, as the spectacle was a sight to see for all hockey fans. However after the game, while going for celebratory cheesesteaks, a pair of Rangers fan buddies got into a conflict with a pack of Flyers fans. As a victorious visitor in enemy territory, you have to expect that you’re going to take a little shit. Apparently, the locals got a homeless guy who was washing windows to spray a little something on the Blueshirters. They obviously didn’t take well to it and that’s when things escalated. It was a Flyers fan who threw the first punch.
I’m all for shit-talking. When somebody wears rival colors in New York, I’m going to say something. But if it’s right after a loss, you take your medicine and keep your mouth shut. There’s no shit-talking after a loss. And yes, there are laws in America, even in Philadelphia. You can’t put your hands on somebody. OK, maybe you had a couple drinks and the Rangers fan said something about your mama. Fine. Once you and your posse get the guy, you can’t keep hitting him. That’s a coward’s move but I’m not surprised it happened in Philly. Then, it turns out that one of the Rangers fans is an off-duty cop and Iraq vet. He’s in the hospital.
Philly fans, babies, you can call yourself passionate all you want but you can’t fool me. You’re classless scumbags. Every time it seems like you bottom out, you sink even further. Booing Santa Claus. Vomiting on a kid. Booing Michael Irvin with a serious neck injury. Whoring yourself for World Series tickets. Booing Snooki. NOBODY BOOS SNOOKI. You can take your fourth-grade education and Rocky Balboa and shove it up your ass. The problem is you guys seem to enjoy causing trouble. You relish being the bad boy. In New York, we know what’s up. You can have your reputation, we’ll take the W’s. Until then, you’re a jabroni, brother.
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