Thank you, thank you, thank you as JK would add. Nothing better to liven up the fake games than watching a rival like Rick Nash get his azz beat by a phruit Euro. This fight was actually a pretty decent scrap for 2 skill players, no lockout BS or nancing around like drunken frat boys in bear hugs, the gloves actually hit the ice and the fists started flying.

Nash started the evening off with a flying elbow on the Russki. Evgeni, love that Ivan name, returned the favor by leveling Nash at the blue line. The two then met up in the corner with Nash tapping on Malkin's pads, checking to see if anyone was home. Malkin answered the doorbell by pulling Nash's jersey over his head and beating knots and one cut into his gourd.

And you think preseson hockey doesn't matter for anything?

One last note to quibble over, some have pointed out that punching a player with a sweater over his head isn't very sporting under the Queen's Rules. Fuck the Queen IMHO. There's a cure for not getting pummeled while you imitate the headless horseman, simply punch the other guy in the mush. Keep swinging, if you pop the linesman or zebra you can always claim blindness. Better yet, punch the other SOB first so he can't get your sweater over your head. Any fool that let's their jersey get up over their head deserves a few good noogies.