...let Slip The Dogs Of War

Whatever did we do before YouTube? For a hockey fan it has truly been a blessing. Want to see that incredible Nash goal? Coming right up. Want to see the Betuzzi/Moore incident and pour over it like the Warren commission viewing the Zapruder film? Be our guest. Retirement ceremonies? Political puck-drops? Honored numbers? Glass climbed and fans beaten with their own shoe? It's all there. Wanna' see a fight? A real hockey fight? Pull up a chair, get yourself comfortable, grab an extra beer. You're not going anywhere for a while. Already being an occasionally militant sort, coupled with being a Bruins fan (what are you lookin' at? Huh?), I have a special place in the cold, black recesses of my heart for the fights. Neely was terrific at putting on an inspired show, Lyndon Byers had that sneaky "rock-em, sock-em robot" uppercut, even a few nasty O'Reilly tilts are available (for those too young to witness an O'Reilly fight, be forewarned, O'Reilly got scary, crazy mad). That brings us ... (link)