I'd like to bid a fond farewell to former New York Rangers enforcer Tie Domi, who officially retired from a sport called "hockey" last night. The guy was as tall as James Madison, but with Dolly's teeth, and he took on every other team's biggest fighter on a nightly basis.
I wrote on this here rag in November 2004: "I remember vividly in 1992 when the 22-year-old Domi challenged reigning league enforcer Bob Probert (a guy so mean he would punch your wife in the tits if given the chance, and maybe that's because his parents named him Robert Probert) to a fight immediately following a face-off. Despite giving up six inches, Domi ripped Probert's jersey straight over his head and pounded his face without so much as a hint of stopping. When the fight broke up, Probert was bloodied, and Domi skated off the face strapping an imaginary heavyweight belt around his waist. From that moment on, he was a Ranger, and a favorite at that."
So, in honor, I present the fight that made Domi a household name:
Domi was a fucking beast, and he'll forever have a place in the Garden and in the hearts of many New Yorkers. Here's a special YouTube tribute to that lovable stick-riding bastard. You the man, Tie.