Growing up in Detroit, I was a huge hockey fan. After a long stretch of awful teams, the Red Wings got good, eventually leading to a string of Stanley Cup championships. It was a glorious time to be a Wings fan.
In that time there were certain players who annoyed the hell out of me, all of whom played for other teams. Few bothered me more than Chris Chelios, defenseman for the Chicago Blackhawks. He didn’t bother me because he was a cheap-shot artist, he bothered me because he was good. All the players on other teams annoyed me because they were good (why waste time worrying about bad players?).
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