@BillHoppeNHL Great story. If only Dudly had been hired as a GM in Buffalo. Lets see if Torts can pull this Stanley cup off. Not looking great right now.
One minute you have Ron “the Snake” MacLean rambling on about his sister’s kid in Oakville marrying a deli owner who used to be an Olympic-level curler, who makes the best pancakes he’s ever had.
The next minute you have Jennifer Botterill campaigning to make face washes a suspendible offense and crying about violent actions performed in an inherently violent sport in which everyone who plays does so by their own volition.
Finally, no Social Justice Night in Canada would be complete without Kelly Hrudey trying to score some leftist points by going on and on about his or a player’s “mental health”.
HNIC was an institution—something Canadians once considered a highlight of their week. It introduced a lot of Americans to Canadian hockey culture from afar. It had a captive audience during the first intermission, when one of the most entertaining figures in NHL history, Don “Grapes” Cherry, would shoot straight from the hip with amazing and insightful hockey analysis that has not since been matched.
Today, that same program stands as a source of embarrassment for the same fans that once made it the institution it was.
The worst part is that it doesn’t have to be this way. HNIC could be resurrected by simply hiring the correct analysts for their audience—a task so easy that a child could do it.
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It's the Stanley Cup Final and the play-by-play announcer sounds confused at a first minute goal. Sean McDonough, great at calling college football, yet absolutely putrid at calling hockey.