I think you come on just to argue or you really don't have a clue.
Yeah, I'm the one without a clue. You, the one who is sounding the alarm because the Islanders are auditioning some no-talent goons. This sends you into a frenzy. Oh my god, the Islanders are coming, the Islanders are coming.
They might become good, but the way you will know they have become good is the day they are down to one or no goons, not when they are auditioning no-talent goons.
You live in a fantasy world where guys like Colton Orr are an asset to a team. Your whole view of hockey is based on fear. You are terrified that the Rangers might lose a fight and you treat this like it's an affront to your manhood. Everything to you is about fear and intimidation.
The players on the ice, the ones who you think aren't tough, the same ones who throw their bodies in front of frozen pucks moving 100 miles an hour aren't tough enough to you. Being tough is holding onto a puck in order to make the right pass even when you know you are about to absorb a huge hit.
You accuse these players of not being tough. You think that someone who takes one shift in a game and swings at his identical double on the other team is tough.
When you get called on it you retreat from your ridiculous beliefs and claim that you want physical and skilled players just like everyone else, but it pains you too much to remain on such a rational stance and you always fall back into the same role of preaching that the Rangers must worry about losing fist fights and they must always be fighting.
The year before last the Rangers fought more than everyone and you still incessantly whined that they were not tough enough to play on the same ice as the big, bad Bruins. It's a never ending story.
As long as you revere guys like Colton Orr, you really don't understand that the 1970's are over. The days of one team running over another are over. The rules have changed. Skating has improved. Strategy by all teams have changed, yet you live in the past, desiring the next Colton Orr, Brashear or blablabla.
I love watching a fight as much as anyone, but a long time ago I realized that it has become for the most part staged, pre-meditated, and only a diversion until the game resumes again.
As much as I like watching a fight, it pales in comparison to watching a great move or a great shot or a great pass or a great bodycheck, or a great save. That is the beauty and excitement of hockey. That is why playoff games are so much better than regular season games.
Those are the reasons that hockey is the greatest sport on earth. Fights are a fun diversion to most. Sadly, to some it is the most important thing. You're missing a wonderful game.
But I don't have a clue.