Showing posts with label 2022 Stanley Cup playoffs. Show all posts
Showing posts with label 2022 Stanley Cup playoffs. Show all posts

Thursday, May 05, 2022

"And don't forget, men -- today is the day we're gonna win" -- You tell 'em, Coach!

 

Kuznetsov...you, Alex, and Oshie are going in.  And the same backliners, Johnny, you and Fehervary, Orlov and Jensen. Now, the success of any team men is based on team-play -- the same as you've shown all year -- Sacrifice; unselfish sacrifice! These are the fellows they say are pretty good; but I think we're better! And I think if we get ourselves keyed up to a point, and when we're confident of that ... why the results will take care of themselves.

All right, now. On the puck drop -- if we win the draw, the defense will jump up and join the rush through neutral zone and push them back -- that old Capitals style. If we lose the draw -- which the rest of the teams want -- let's forecheck fast -- just as fast as you can skate. And then we go on defense. And on defense -- I want the center in and out of that line -- according to the situation. Use your old head! And I want you wingers charging through as far as you can go -- on every play. Expect the play right over you every time...

And the defensemen… I want you to go in hard -- and then check yourselves. Spread your feet – sticks in lanes -- and be ready with your hands and elbows, so you won't be sideswiped. But I want the center in there fast every play. Every play, but under control. And you men on the wings there, I want you to analyze it before you move. If they throw a forward pass, a zone pass, wait ‘til you see the puck in the open -- and then go and get it! And when we get it, boys, that's when we go on offense. And that's when we go to ‘em -- and, don't forget, we're gonna pick on one last defender that is weak.

We're going inside of ‘em, we're going outside of ‘em -- inside of ‘em! outside of ‘em! -- and when we get them on the run once, we're going to keep ‘em on the run. And we're not going to pass unless their defense comes up too close. But don't forget, men -- we're gonna get ‘em on the run, we're gonna go, go, go, go! -- and we aren't going to stop until we get that puck in the net! And don't forget, men -- today is the day we're gonna win. They can't lick us -- and that's how it goes... The first five men -- go in there and fight, fight, fight, fight, fight! What do you say, men!

Tuesday, May 03, 2022

Washington Capitals -- Ten HUT!!!

An oldie, but a goodie...


Now, I want you to remember that no bastard ever won a hockey game by taking a hit for his team. He won it by making the other poor dumb bastard take a hit for his team. Men, all this stuff you’ve heard about the Caps not wanting to fight, wanting to stay out of the contest, is a lot of horse dung. Caps traditionally love to fight. All real Caps love the sting of battle. When you were kids, you all admired the champion marble shooter, the fastest runner, the big league ball player, the toughest boxer. Caps fans love a winner and will not tolerate a loser. Caps play to win all the time. I wouldn’t give a hoot in hell for a man who lost...and laughed. That’s why this spring Caps have never lost and will never lose a playoff series.  Because the very thought of losing is hateful to Capitals.

Now... a hockey club is a team. It lives, eats, sleeps, checks as a team. This individuality stuff is a bunch of crap. The bilious bastards who wrote that stuff about individuality for NHL Network don’t know anything more about real hockey games than they do about fornicating.

We have the finest food and equipment, the best spirit and the best men in the world. You know, by God I actually pity those poor bastards we’re going up against. By God, I do. We’re not just going to check the bastards, we’re going to cut out their living guts and use them to tape the blades of our sticks. We’re going to hit those lousy Panther bastards by the bushel.

Now, some of you boys, I know, are wondering whether or not you'll chicken out under fire. Don't worry about it. I can assure you that you will all do your duty. The Panthers are the enemy. Wade into them. Spill their blood. Check them into the boards. When you put your hand into a bunch of goo that a moment before was your best friend's face...you'll know what to do.

Now there’s another thing I want you to remember. I don’t want to get any messages saying that we are holding our position. We’re not holding anything. Let Florida do that. We are advancing constantly, and we’re not interested in holding onto anything except the enemy. We're going to hold onto him by the nose, and we're going to kick him in the ass. We're going to kick the hell out of him all the time, and we're gonna go through him like crap through a goose.

There’s one thing that you men will be able to say when you get back home. And you may thank God for it. Thirty years from now when you’re sitting around your fireside with your grandson on your knee and he asks you, "what did you do in the great National Hockey League," you won’t have to say, "Well, I shoveled shit in DC."

Alright now, you sons-of-bitches, you know how I feel. Oh...and I will be proud to lead you wonderful guys into battle – anytime, anywhere.