(24 March 2015 - 10:32 PM)
What the fuck did you just fucking say about me, you little bitch? I’ll have you know I graduated top of my class in the school for the blind, and I’ve been involved in numerous secret raids on the integrity of the game, and I have over 300 confirmed missed calls. I am trained in gorilla officiating and I’m the top idiot in the entire NHL. You are nothing to me but just another diver. I will penalize you with imprecision the likes of which has never been seen before on this ice, mark my fucking words. You think you can get away with saying that shit to me over the boards? Think again, fucker. As we speak I am contacting Gary Bettman and your reputation is being traced right now so you better prepare for the reputation calls, maggot. The reputation calls that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your career. You’'ll be fucking in the box, kid. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can penalize you in over seven hundred ways, and that’s just with my blind eyes. Not only am I extensively trained in make up calls, but I have access to the entire arsenal of the NHL war room and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable goal off the scoreboard, you little shit. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little “clever” comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your fucking tongue. But you couldn’t, you didn’t, and now you’re paying the price, you goddamn idiot. I will shit terrible calls all over you and you will drown in it. Get in the fucking box, kiddo.