There’s something to be said for NHL refs. They aren’t afraid to get their hands dirty when the break up a fight nor are they are afraid to talk shit to the players they are in charge of. Plus, they do it all with the trademark Canadian smile and good manners. Only a Canadian can essentially call you a pussy or serve you with a penalty for fighting while making the whole ordeal sound pleasant. “Ey, you’re going to have to go in the box. Fight’s over, boys. Sorry.” “It’s ok, sir. I probably deserve it. Just ignore all those slurs my coach is hurling at you right now. You’re a nicer guy than he knows.”
