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Okay, I really had no fucking idea (or had forgotten) Trottier was on the Penguins' Cup teams.
Badger Bob was straight up stolen from this Earth too soon.
I wish the Flames would have given Bob Johnson a Stanley Cup ring in '86, but I'm happy he managed to win one with the Pens in '91.
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What a lovable guy. When he's on your team. He obviously was good at what he did, basically the quintessential complementary player, but man he played with ridiculous talent. Now I'm off to watch early 90s Mario and Jags highlights.
Guy is my favorite player of all-time. I was very young when the Isles went on their run, but my dad talked about Trotts all the time and it was his favorite player too. He always reminded me that Bossy will score from anywhere on the rink but without Trotts it wouldn't have been so easy. Guy was the epitome of hockey for me when I was young and started playing. I always tried to emulate what that guy did on the rink. And amazing as this sounds (as a guy growing up on Long Island despising the Rangers), Messier was the other. God I hated Messier but even at a young age I could appreciate how good he was. Do players like this even exist anymore?
The closest parallel I can draw to Mess is Ovi. Strong on his skates, plays with an edge, has a nasty streak and can change the game every time he steps over the boards.
Trottier I'll have to give some thought to.
Guy is my favorite player of all-time. I was very young when the Isles went on their run, but my dad talked about Trotts all the time and it was his favorite player too. He always reminded me that Bossy will score from anywhere on the rink but without Trotts it wouldn't have been so easy. Guy was the epitome of hockey for me when I was young and started playing. I always tried to emulate what that guy did on the rink. And amazing as this sounds (as a guy growing up on Long Island despising the Rangers), Messier was the other. God I hated Messier but even at a young age I could appreciate how good he was. Do players like this even exist anymore?