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In June of 2014 when Jim Rutherford became G.M. of the Penguins his first move was to fire Dan Bylsma.
Bylsma had inherited a great team and won a Stanley Cup. Then he ran the ship aground.
He let the Philadelphia Flyers literally “beat up” the Penguins in six games in the Spring of in 2012 in the Conference Quarter finals.
I personally was screaming for Bylsmas head after loosing to the inferior Flyers in 2012.
I wanted to call the Penguins after the first two games and offer my services for a mere free jersey, stick, $500. and a promissory note to pay for my dental work. Why? Because I wanted to grab Scotty Hartnell by the throat and beat him senseless.
“Tank, Tank, Tank, Tank. Tank”, I could hear the Pens faithful screaming at the top of their lungs as I was being escorted off the ice by all three refs. My face bloody and beaten. My front teeth gone like the geese in Autumn.
“Tank, Tank, Tank”, would echo throughout the Igloo as I smiled a toothless smile at the fans. And just before I was thrown off the ice I would have turned around and made a mad dash for Hartnell as he was being taken off the ice on a stretcher.
Leaping through the air I would have delivered a WWF style elbow to the crown of his nose.
What if, what if. The saddest words of all are what if? Said the poet.
Loosing to the Flyers was bad enough. But loosing to an inferior team because Bylsma would not “lower himself” to play “that kind of hockey” was "sick-a-ning"!
In an attempt to not be sucked into the “Broadstreet Bullies” style of game. To placate the powers that be in the NHL and eliminate “Hanson Brothers-Old Time Hockey” in the game; Bylsma and Ray Shero let their team be picked on by the playground bullies from Philly.
It took the Pens out of the rhythm of their game. End result? The Pens lost Conference Quarter-Finals 4-2. Pack Bags and go home.
FYI in that 2011-12 campaign the Pens lead the league in scoring with 282 goals!!! That meant NOTHING to Philly! Outstanding!
NOTE: Sid only played in 22 games that year.
The following year the Pens lost in 4 games to the Boston Bruins in the Conference Finals. Although not as cut throat as the Flyers the year before; the Bruins played “knock em' sock em' robots” with the Pens. Pack Bags and go home.
FYI in that 2012-13 campaign the Pens lead the league in scoring with 165 goals!!! Outstanding!
Then somehow Bylsma blew a 3-1 lead over the Rangers in the second rd of the 2014 playoffs. They lost 4 games to 3.
Pack Bags and go home.
Goodbye Shero and Blysma. Hello Jim Rutherford. Hello Mike Sullivan!
Fast forward to February 16th, 2017.
The Jets came to Pittsburgh not to watch Sidney Crosby score his milestone 1,000pt. Which he did.
The Jets did not come to Pittsburgh to advance themselves with a win in search of Stanley's Cup. They suck this year and will all be home during the playoffs.
No, the Jets came to town that night to simply pick a fight with the Penguins. To pick a fight and take them out of the rhythm of their high octane scoring offense. To pick a fight, get the Pens reeling and maybe pull off a victory and deny Sidney his 1,000. pt.
I turned to an NHL rep in the Press Box in the middle of the first period and said, “They are chippy tonight.”
By the end of the game. Justin Schultz had a concussion delivered by a wicked hit. Malkin knocked Wheeler out. A may-lay broke out in front of the benches.
The game was incredible! It had a little of everything. In the end the Pens won in an shootout!
Now fast forward March 8th, 2017. Pittsburgh vs. Winnepeg.
Mike Sullivan is Irish and from Boston. I have never been in a town where a fight can break out in the drop of a hat as fast as Boston. They like to fight in Boston! Sullivan knows that on occasion you must fight!
And for you daisy pickin' , peace, love and hugs happy freaks let me explain something to you
Cupcake. Sometimes in this world, YOU HAVE TO FIGHT!
It may be to stand up to a Bully. Perhaps you have a rule that you don't take crap from anyone.
Sometimes you declare it's a “fightin' kinda night”. This is something you will never, ever, grasp. I feel sorry for you!
For you that can't grasp what I'm saying and cry, “There is no place for fighting in today's hockey!”
Do me a favor, SHUT UP! If you don't understand why you need to shut up; you're too stupid, self righteous and too much of a whimp to explain it to you!
Go drink some chamomile tea, sprinkle some patchouli all over you and feel free to tell the rest of the world how they should live their lives!
Kudos to Jim Rutherford, Mario and Coach Sullivan for understanding that sometimes in this life you must rely on the special skill set that a player like Sesstito bring to the ice.
And I'm not talking one game. Do you think the 2017 Capitals are willing to lay down and die? Do you think the Rangers want to go home early? The Blue-Jackets are waiting to prove something in 2017!
Do I need to remind you of a hockey team who lead the league in goals, 282, in 2011-12. A team that was superior in every way to their opponents in the quarterfinals. A team who's head coach frowned on players like Sesstino. A team that was good enough to win back to back Stanley Cups. A team who had the two greatest players on earth on their team. A team called the Pittsburgh Penguins who lost to a bunch of bullies from “Phil-tha-delphia”.
Oh, and yes my dear Cupcake friend I can now hear you saying with that "know-it-all" smug smile on your face, "Well, if they just eliminated fighting in hockey all together; you would not need animals like Tom Sesstito. There."
Do me a favor Cupcake, SHUT UP! Go watch the "Purina Cat-Chow-Parade of Felines" TV show on Lifetime Network.
And leave us hockey fans the hell alone!
Sesstito-Thank God for “Goons”!