Most of the time, we don't get over on the villains in our sports. The natural dynamic of the relationship is that we arelosers because they are out there. It's understood.
The bad guy in sports is usually the winner. Tom Brady and Draymond Green are just two of the all time greats who are hated by most. It's the plugs on the fourth line that took cheap shots at your favorite players for years, sent your arena into hysterics with some sort of hijinx, and you have to sit there and watch your team shake his hand like they won the playoffs.
The list of assholes is much longer than the Dead Sea scrolls. Three years ago, the Blues knocked the last decade off my life. You would be hard-pressed to find a hockey fan who didn't like to eat lunch with Tom Wilson the year before. It is just a sample.
Sometimes, you get to see someone get what they deserve in a way that's cruel and unjust. It would fill me with oxygen and life force to live forever if I watched the stupid hang-dog face of the guy in the handshake line.
I don't think you can find a hockey fan that doesn't like the guy. If you can find a Ducks fan in the wild, they will tell you that he is an Orange County hero. Maybe you can find a fan that barely stomached his presence for a season and will try to convince you that they understand. You see the effe when you watch him.
It is a load of horses hit. They don't like themselves for trying to keep the word out of their mouths. They deflate behind their eyes when they try to take a pro-Perry position, even the theory of one, for a short time. That sentence dies of exhaustion and dehydration before it is finished. Nothing has been built on it.
He has been a bad person for his entire career. His vacant face trying to hide the thousands of punches to the back of someones head, or the spears to the gut during scrums, or the hits from behind, or whatever other misdeed he could think of as long as it was behind an official's back and his opponents Even though he was 6-3 and 206 pounds, he never responded to any of the questions. Even though he was small, his teammates had to clean up his mess because he hid behind his stature.
It was once upon a time whenPerry was a dominant scorer. Even an award winning person. When you need him to fill in higher up the lineup, he puts up very good numbers. He is a good player to have.
The best way to give up was with nothing but a few of your own. When the Ducks tripped and fell into a manhole at home, you couldn't find them or Ryan Getzlaf with a CIA backing. Whether it was the Kings, Hawks or Wings, all of whom gleefully skipped in and out of The Pond with a laughably easy deciding game win, all of them were able to find players willing to step up to the moment.
He's a curse now. It is completely out in the open and stunning. He has lost three straight Cup finals with three different teams. He has been there for three seasons in a row and had to watch someone else celebrate. Apparently, he has one, so he doesn't need to ring- chase. There is a record of the winning Duck in 2007, but no one remembers or saw it. It seems that it happened.
Even though we don't play, you get one up on the villain every now and then. You get to watch Perry lose a third Final in a row and know that he will carry the label that Marian Hossa had to and then quickly shed because Hossa was an actual winner. Hockey works that way and teams will be cautious of signing a player now. He was the only player that could stop Maroon. He should be known for it when he retires.
Hockey fans around the world are going to snort these images of another failed attempt by a hockey player. People, there is joy in the world. It's just a matter of being patient.