As you may have noticed, it’s award season. Arguably one of the stupidest things the NHL does, but at least they’ve done away with the award show (hopefully permanently.) The highlight of the season is less about who wins the awards, and more about who throws the biggest meltdown over the dumbest bullshit. It seemed like the early front runners for the award hilarity was the flood of writers outraged that Oskar Lindblom won the Masterton for returning from cancer over Patrick Marleau’s playing a really long time, but the new clubhouse leader is Damien Cox’s Lady Byng meltdown:
When you’re not mad and having a normal one online pic.twitter.com/9tq0f3GCiO
— Daryl Morey’s Pier (@SnackMyFridgeUp) June 20, 2021
Still, despite Matthews already having the Rocket Richard I decided the Leafs needed a more awards, and because this is the participant ribbon generation, we’ve made sure that everyone gets an award.
I decided to have a traditional hockey season ending banquet. I rented a private room at the local Shakey’s Pizza and brought a ton of Rock’em Sock’em and Wrestlemania VHS tapes to watch, but sadly none of …
Author: Jon Steitzer / The Leafs Nation