If you watched hockey last night, you know exactly what I’m talking about.
I’m refusing to dignify this incident with a photo of the incident, a link to a video or even mention teams or player names.
Please forgive my potty mouth just this once, but I think this time it is warranted.
Hey, you fucking arsehole, did you forget about the new blindside head hits rule?
Were you giggling while the trainer examined your victim’s neck and spine for loss of sensation and further conducted the “follow my finger” routine to check for concussion?
Did you cycle past the bench and wave mockingly where the guy sat dazed and confused – refusing to retreat to the dressing room in an attempt to not appear weak?
I can’t wait for your next game. To quote my favourite line from the first “Terminator” movie: “You’re Dead, Honey.”