Got into my first good hockey fight in a while. In summary:
hoo-ha on the other team completely cheap shots my good friends 60+ year old dad in retaliation for a routine defensive play. Friend’s dad literally lifted his stick in front of our net, guy follows him all the way down the ice and then takes him out from behind as soon as the puck comes to him.
I get in this guy’s face and let him know how big of a hoo-ha he is. More than a few times. He comes at me and I give him a couple shoves in the chest. Couple other guys start pushing each other.
Eventually this guy puffs up his chest. And headbutts me helmet to helmet. I don’t even move, laugh hysterically right in his grill because it has no effect. He freaking headbutts me again. Nothing more than a tough guy move since we both have cages on.
One of teammates gets more involved once that happens, charges him and nails him into the boards. This guy locked up with my buddy and a ref, and at this point I see an opening, say freak it, I step around the group, wound up and threw a haymaker right under this guy’s chin. I’ve never swung this hard in a hockey fight, maybe my life. It was a cheap shot since I wasn’t squared up with him, but in my book once you start throwing headbutts around all bets are off. I connect cleanly, and this guy is knocked back a few feet. I’ll give him credit here, he gathered himself, took a few seconds, and came right back at me.
The sea of refs and players parted and we square up. He lands his first 2 shots right in my face, knocked my helmet off- I was a beat slow because I didn’t really think the guy would come after me or that the refs would let us go at it- they break up not fights immediately. But those little bitch punches were his fatal flaw, now he was right in my killzone. I reach out with both arms, grab his helmet and rip it off, and snapped him up in a bear hug. I move my grip to his neck, close him off in a headlock, and threw him down to the ice with that basic hip/leg sweep.
That was all she wrote. I had him pinned, from a side mount, and in a headlock. He had one free hand and basically tried to remove my face for the remaining 15-20 seconds that it took them to break it up. I now have a bruise from this cocksuckers finger just under my eye socket. Felt like I was more than justified grinding the back of this guy’s skull into the ice while he was trying to gouge my eye out.
I also may have done more damage to my own hand/wrist than that guy’s face. It’s pretty fucked up right now. Man, that was invigorating. Men’s league hockey is missing that thrill of lining someone up and hitting them into next week, so the occasional scrap really makes you feel alive.
