Sorry, that's a terrible title. But it's that time of the year again where all of us north of the border tune into the Stanley Cup Playoffs and get our fill of hockey that is laden with fuller beards, unlikely heroes, checking, grinding, shot-blocking, but most importantly an increase in heckling. This clip takes us back to 1991 where the Penguins faced off against the North Stars for the cup that year, rough transcript provided below for your added pleasure. What happened to these characters you ask? Stevens drank from Lord Stanley's Cup and then as Time.com reports...
"On Jan. 22, 2000, his career sank to uncommon depths. After a game in St. Louis, police found Stevens in a seedy motel with a prostitute, her pimp, a bottle of Crown Royal, drug paraphernalia and the remnants of an eight-ball of crack. While his arrest was carried off without incident, the then New York Ranger didn't endear himself to his female companion. "I'm a crackhead, but he's a crack monster," the prostitute told police, complaining that she "couldn't get high, I was having to light his pipe so many times."
Stevens: Get off the fucking ice you faggot
Stevens: Bellows you must be really hurt
Stevens: Get off the ice
Stevens: Get off the ice you pussy(ref skates by indicating Stevens and Trottier need to calm down)
Trottier: You’re the best, you’re the fucking best
Stevens: Lay on the ice like a bitch
Trottier: You’re the fucking best, you’re a fucking superstar
Stevens: You lay on the ice…(leans closer to bellows)…lay on the ice like a broad you pussy, (Trottier in background repeatedly saying “Bellows you’re the fucking best)(Bellows flexes stick uncomfortably)
Trottier: You fuckin woman
Stevens: You’re a little fucking puke
Trottier: You got some fucking balls you little tit fucker
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