who knew patrice bergeron was a lefty?

in his five years in the nhl, patrice bergeron, to my knowledge, has never dropped his gloves. he's one of those visor guys--think jean ratelle, not phil esposito--and though he's good with the body in the open ice, he's all about the puck in the corners, and not the kind of guy to go after if you're any kind of a hockey player other than the frustrated and cowardly kind. but so it was the josh gorges had had his fill of trying to compete with every other bruin in the tougher parts of the ice, (besides marc savard, perhaps, and phil kessel, who are the only other bruins anywhere near as gentlemanly as patrice), and joshie boy came to get petulant (think damon wayans doing two snaps in a circle while stamping his foot) with patrice bergeron towards center ice towards the end of the third period of last night's complete and convincing facewashing of les boys. (think mark knopfler singing "les boys", as in "les boys do cabaret", with the emphasis on "lace boys"). punched him in the face with his glove on, even.

and so it is that we learn that patrice bergeron, though he carries his stick and shoots and scores as a righty, is really a southpaw after all. four punches. lights out. qed.

i think taking on patrice bergeron and then getting the crap kicked out of yourself (not to mention getting yourself knocked backwards to the ice half senseless after less than half a dozen quick ones) is very much analagous to tugging on superman's cape, and then wetting your pants. the bruins are already the bigger, better and more determined team. now they have EVERY reason to go for it all up at the tinkerbell centre.

go bruins!