Players fighting players. Fans fighting fans. Players fighting fans. Refs blowing the whistle relentlessly to no avail at all. That, my friends, is what senior hockey is all about.
If I've said it once, I've said it at least 6 or 7 times. Senior hockey is just travel beer league. If you're lucky then your team is sponsored by your favorite local bar. Most likely you're just sponsored by some small home appliance store and you can get $15 off your next washing machine. The roster is filled with a bunch of dudes who are currently going through rough divorces, you have a coach whose kids hate him just as much as the players do, and the zamboni drivers are all so drunk by the time the game starts that there's no shot in hell you're playing on a fresh sheet of ice.
So for anybody to continue playing senior hockey even though the dream of making it to the NHL one day was dead at least 15 years ago...well you have to be playing for one of two reasons. 1) You love the game more than life itself. Like an unhealthy obsession. Or 2) you love to be able to beat the shit out of people without the fear of any legal ramifications. And if this Senior A league in Saskatchewan is any indication, it's a lot more of #2 than #1.
Nowhere else can you get in brawls like without the cops getting involved. I bet some of these dudes haven't made a play on the puck in 3 seasons. They just hop over the boards every shift looking for the closest dude to hit. Cross check a guy in the kidney, act surprised when that guy gets pissed off at you, escalate to some pushing and shoving, next thing you know everyone on the team grabs a partner and it's a fully blown donnybrook.Give yer balls a tug, tit fuckers.