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  1. On 02/06/2017 at 11:40 PM, Lights Out said:

     

    I recall 1994 rumours on a jersey with "NYR" style numbers

     

    So I would say this is very possible.

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    Nordiques / Rockies (Look at that pic! Gee!)

    Paul Stewart explains what happen

    The first time I encountered Schmautz on the ice, we were going in different directions. He looked away from me and was vulnerable. I sent my message by tucking in my arm, accelerating into him and delivering a forearm to the sternum that sent Schmautz careening 10 feet backwards.

    Was it a bit excessive and gratuitous on my part? Probably. I could have hurt him and what I did had nothing to do with a "hockey play." Paul Stewart the referee would have penalized Paul Stewart the player. No question about it. However, I will add that at least I took care not to make contact with Schmautz's head. If I had raised my arm to his head level or led with an elbow, he would have been seriously injured. My initial intent was to send a message, not to maim.

    Given what happened immediately thereafter, I kind of wish I had (in this instance only) put an opponent out of commission when I had the chance. Schmautz habitually injured other players with no conscience or remorse, and was a menace to the game. That is why I didn't have a problem with what Ftorek had done to him earlier in the season.

    After I blasted him with my forearm, Schmautz bounced right back to his feet. He made a beeline for me, leading with a raised stick blade that came at my head like a scalpel. The S.O.B. damn near took my eye out. He barely missed. He did, however, open a gash.

    I was enraged beyond all rhyme and reason. I totally lost control. Schmautz and I began to joust with our sticks; which is an extremely dangerous and inexcusable act. Naturally, both of us got matching game misconducts.

    Still furious, I went after Schmautz again after we were each escorted off the ice. The Rockies bench was on the rink's northeast corner and the visiting bench was on the southeast side. A long corridor was situated in between the two sides.

    As I exited the rink first, I sprinted as fast as I could (yes, I was running on my skates) down the carpeted corridor and found Schmautz before he could get to the Rockies' dressing room. Still branishing a stick, I swung it at Schmautz. He blocked it with his own stick. Away we went again until we got separated.

    The next day, a photo of my hallway confrontation with Schmautz ran in the Denver Post. This picture says it all about how crazy things got:

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