Pat Jablonski? Great backup with an awesome attitude that was often reduced to being a third wheel and who unfortunately started a few games as a Hab, something he wasn't really able to do. Jabber tired easily from what I could see. Not an impact player by any means, but he was never meant to be. He was great at his normal task but couldn't be ask to do more.
Nothing to hate there.
A whole All Hate Team is impossible for me to do. But here are a few Habs I didn't like and why.
- Mike Ribeiro: A punk. We know the stories. Partyier. Substance deal-uh-keep-away-er, tried to push himself on an alumni's grand-daughter, diver, pain faker....
- Jose Theodore: A junior level punk that had Punk in his blood, he had reformed greatly before Ribeiro hooked up with him. It was all downhill from there. Partying with that ***** of a Hilton Hotels heir while his daughter was fighting for her life sealed his place as No. 2 on this list.
- Jocelyn Thibault: Thibault gets less and less bad thoughts for me as time goes by, simply for the grace with which he's accepting the end of his career as a luxury backup. But in his time as a starter here, I disliked how he handled himself in nets a lot. And I'm talking about the sad faces he would make after letting in goals. A goalie can't be perpetually on the verge of tears.
- Sergei Berezin: A poor man's Kovalev who gave even less of a damn than Kovalev ever did at his most "I-don't-give-a-damn" at the end in New York. Not to mention, he was grossly out of shape at the end, and brought back memories of Krutov in Vancouver.
- Mariusz Czerkawski: Poles are known as rough, enduring people. Not this fairy. The Polish Princess flew and flew and once in a while would do a routine play well. Was probably a product of Falloon Syndrome with the Islanders. Every team, even the worse, has a top scorer which rakes in points because he plays a lot and gets a good rep by default no matter how bad he really is. Czerkawski was one of them.
- Sergei Samsonov: I really have no idea what happened here. Yeah he was fat. Whatever. I guess, he sat on his contract.
- Peter Popovic: A pylon. A BIG pylon. Couldn't skate, hit, take a hit, shoot or pass. Could play some defence. In the world of unremarkable hockey players, Popovic was king.
- Robert Dirk. First game, 2 shifts, 4 PIM. Second game, 1 shift, 2 PIM. Third game, dressed but barely played and was -1. Then he was fired.