Posted on 12/27/2008 2:44:31 PM PST by buccaneer81
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q8K7roZu3WU
My awful Jackets shut out the Flyers 3-0 tonight. Tough night for PA fans.
Don’t forget Johnny “Pie” McKenzie, Dallas Smith, and a real space case, Wayne Cashman. (The night of the Stanley Cup win in 1970, the Boston PD found Cashman drunk, and trying to direct traffic at a major downtown intersection. They took him back to the precinct for the night until he sobered up. But they let him sleep on the couch in the LT’s office.)
Haha, reminds me of the Hanson brothers from Slapshot.
Ya think O'Reilly and the boys had seen it more than once? ;-)
That was a nice period for the Canadiens. They still had their greats from the 70s and a bunch of excellent newer guys too.
It seems like hockey was always on TV back then and now I manage to catch just a few games per year. It used to be 50/50 mix of Bruins and Canadiens fans here which was great!
After John LeClair (from my former hometown) got traded to the Flyers all the kids there became Flyers fans. For awhile he could have run for governor and gotten about 99% of the vote.
Channel 38 in Boston ran all 82 Bruins games free every season from 1969 until sometime in the late ‘80s when NESN and other sports networks arrived on cable.
I was at that game. Needless to say, we were shocked at the events that night. After the game a rather large gang of us waited outside the Garden to stone the Bruin bus. We anointed an (American) Indian as our leader...we called him the Chief. We were chanting “O’Reilly sucks”, “O’Reilly sucks”, “O’Reilly sucks”, “Iran Sucks”, “Iran Sucks” (this was just after they took our hostages), and finally “O’Reilly’s From Iran”. That last one really fired us up.
In the end, the police tricked us and the Bruin bus managed to sneak out of a different exit (from under the Garden).
It was quite a night, and thankfully it ended without anyone else getting hurt and major damage done...but we were in a frenzy.
Those really WERE the days. I remember going to a game at the old Garden and after just some short exhortation from the crown in the form of “Get Green..get Green..” chants, the Rangers jumped the evil Teddy Green and beat the crap out of him.
Those old arenas were great. You would walk into the old MSG from an outside corridor and be greeted by a haze of cigar and cigarette smoke, and the olfactory equivalent of a fraternity house the day after a big kegger party. Only a few of the goalies wore masks, and none of the players. To be high behind a goal and watch Gilbert, Ratelle, and Hadfield rushing toward you was magic for a young hockey fan. Today, you need to take a second mortgage on your house to afford tickets, and TV timeouts ruin the game live.
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