Apparently Emile Bouchard was the Larry Robinson of his time. A guy that few players messed with and that really trained and worked out at a time that few players worried about building size.
From what I've read Bouchard didn't need to hit you with his fists. A check would suffice to establish hiearchy and dominance.
I remember his son's career with the Habs. Seemed like whenever a Bouchard was on the team it was halcyon times.
