Back when I was a teen in the late eighties/early ninties, Bob Probert was just about the most notorious sports figure in my hometown of Detroit. A forward for the Red Wings, Probie was a natural enforcer who lived for the fight. Half the time my friends and I watched the games just waiting for his inevitable explosion and rarely did he disappoint.
Dead today at the ripe old age of 45.
Blows.
Here's Bob doin' what he did best.....
Would never have taken you for a brawler Heidi. Didn't HBO do a special on him recently?
ReplyDeleteYes Mr. C, I do on occasion have a blood lust that needs to be satiated. Hahaha. Really though, I've always enjoyed a good fight. :P
ReplyDeleteI dunno about the HBO thing but I'll definitely look into it.
I don't miss him, but I'm not a Wings or Hawks fan. I think if he played for the Devils, I might feel otherwise. I'm the kind of guy that will point him out to my kids and tell them, "see, that's why you don't use cocaine."
ReplyDeleteI do feel bad for his family.
Definitely a great fighter, but I'm one of those snobs that didn't mind seeing fewer fighting majors after the lockout.
You are right about the cocaine and I'm sure he was tweaking like Robin Williams in the Eighties during most of'em. But I have a blood lust that must be quenched and Probert always came through for me. I'm the exact opposite, since the fighting has been tamed, I could give a rat's ass about the NHL. When I want to remember why I used to like it, I watch "Slap Shot" and it all comes back.
ReplyDeleteGlad to see you around Steve! :)