I was once at a house party where some guy, obviously fairly new to Canada (I think Mexican), was wearing a shirt like this. All night long I called him "the Wolf". He thought he was the man, I don't think he ever did realize I was making fun of him.
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A few weeks after crashing head-first into the boards (denting his helmet and being unable to move for a little while) following a hit from behind by Bob Errey, the Calgary Flames player explains:
"I was like Christ, lying on my back, with my arms outstretched, crucified"
-- Frank Musil - Early January 1994
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