Sam Bennett of the Florida Panthers knocked Marchand out of two fucking games in the playoffs with a cowardly, cheap fucking hit.
Marchand said "Nobody wants to say it, but trying to hurt other players is part of playoff hockey." He said an unspoken truth of the Stanley Cup Playoffs is "trying to hurt every player on the other team, and the more guys you take out, the more advantage your team has."
He also said "I think he got away with a shot. But I'm not gonna complain. Shit happens. I've been on the other side of plays. Part of the game, part of playoff hockey. Sucks to be on the other side of it, but it happens. He got away with one, but it happens."
I like this. I like the meat of such blunt comments, and that he has the balls to say it. I also like the fact that he accepts the reality - if you're gonna play hockey you're gonna get the shit kicked out of you when the ref is not looking.
Everything in life has a dark side. Everything.
It would be nice to find some purity in the world, something safe that you can put your trust into.
Don't be fooled. Just when you let your guard down, the horse will kick you in the head and splatter your brains all over the blanket of the innocent-looking family of four quietly picnicking on the grounds. Giving them nightmares for the rest of their lives that will lead to low-wage jobs, alcoholism, unemployment, and violent crime.
Sports should be pure. We want them to be pure to balance out the detritus of our lives. Peel back the onion just one layer and horrifying truths are revealed. Player to player, coach to player, ownership to coach, ownership to fans - the purity we crave is contaminated by rancid truths.
Best to revel in your own evil. Wallow in it, celebrate it. Whatever you have in you that is evil and awful, bring it to the surface and live it.
The world will take notice.
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