My father boxed when he was young and taught us how to throw a punch. He also taught us to never start a fight, but always finish one.
The upstairs bar at Bugsy’s in Old Town used to be called The Penalty Box. (The owner, Bryan “Bugsy” Watson spent over 2200 minutes in the box during his 16 year NHL career.) We’d often go there after play…
My father boxed when he was young and taught us how to throw a punch. He also taught us to never start a fight, but always finish one.
The upstairs bar at Bugsy’s in Old Town used to be called The Penalty Box. (The owner, Bryan “Bugsy” Watson spent over 2200 minutes in the box during his 16 year NHL career.) We’d often go there after playing at the Mt Vernon rink. One night, Ronnie and I were the first ones there when some jar head gets in my face for no other reason than that he wanted to get into a fight with somebody. I tell him to back off, he takes a swing and I then follow my father’s advice and finish it. The bartender grabs the guy, flings him out, then sets a small bag of ice for my hand and a free pitcher of beer in front of us saying, “That guy’s been looking for a fight since he came in here. Glad you gave him what he needed.”
So, in the forty-five years that I played organized hockey, I never got into a fight on the ice, but I can say that I got into one in the penalty box.
My father boxed when he was young and taught us how to throw a punch. He also taught us to never start a fight, but always finish one.
The upstairs bar at Bugsy’s in Old Town used to be called The Penalty Box. (The owner, Bryan “Bugsy” Watson spent over 2200 minutes in the box during his 16 year NHL career.) We’d often go there after playing at the Mt Vernon rink. One night, Ronnie and I were the first ones there when some jar head gets in my face for no other reason than that he wanted to get into a fight with somebody. I tell him to back off, he takes a swing and I then follow my father’s advice and finish it. The bartender grabs the guy, flings him out, then sets a small bag of ice for my hand and a free pitcher of beer in front of us saying, “That guy’s been looking for a fight since he came in here. Glad you gave him what he needed.”
So, in the forty-five years that I played organized hockey, I never got into a fight on the ice, but I can say that I got into one in the penalty box.