There's a great story in one of Don Cherry's books about Al Arbour when he's playing in Rochester: the team was having their christmas party and the Arbours had trouble finding a babysitter. They finally find one after she's convinced that not all hockey players are savages, and Al proceeds to get uncharacteristically drunk at the party, stumbles on the ice in front of his house, smashes his glasses and cuts his face up. He lurches into the house all bloodied up and the poor babysitter runs for her life out of the house.
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