In the quiet words of the Virgin Mary... come again?
Try drunk Boston fans in a bar in Puerto Vallarta. For the 2 games in Boston. A whole new level of obnoxious.
Of course last night us Canucks fans were the epitome of grace and class!
The difference between you and me .........
I am living in Mazatlan currently and at the local sportsbar here there were about 60 Nucks fans and zero Boston fans. Pretty impressive to see so many fans away from home.
Maybe your idea of fun is sipping scotch, smoking cigars, while adjusting your monocle and stroking the chops once in a while commenting on how uncivilized "those colonials" are... but whatever floats your boat
there were a couple guys in boston jerseys at the bar, and no one was giving them grief and certainly were not refused entry or service. Cant say the same thing about bars in Boston. Some actually refused entry to anyone in a Canuck jersey.
"Honda = Boring, Suzuki = Wannabes, Yamaha = Poser, Ducati = Overated, BMW = Compensating, Aprilia = Insecure, Buell = BCIT business... go faKOffee." - PUREVIL
Frickin Canuck PLAYERS were denied service. Although people were being served all over, the restaurant told them they were 'out of food'.
Watched game 5 in a hotel suite in Moncton with a few friends......one obnoxious dude there, but he shut up pretty quick after the game. I was jealous - he's got primo tickets for Game 6.
Met a guy who claimed to be a cousin of one of the players - said Kesler has torn knee ligaments, Hamhuis has sports hernia - done for the season and Henrik has something going on in one shoulder I think - anyways, apparantely taking injections of some sort prior to each game for the pain. Take these comments FWIW second hand......but for the most part, all of them would make sense. I know Kes has been hurt since the SJ series when he went off.
“You don’t know this, but Trevor Linden had cracked ribs and torn rib cartilage for the last four games of the 1994 Stanley Cup Final. You can’t imagine what it’s like to hear your captain, in a room down the hall, screaming at the top of his lungs as they injected the needle into his rib cage. Knowing him, he probably thought we couldn’t hear. He would then walk into our dressing room like nothing had happened. That was inspirational.”