11/29/2022
"So we’re playing in Phoenix one night back when the Coyotes played at their old arena. Now at that place, they had the bench split up, so there was a spot where two people could sit, and then behind that was the long bench where the rest of the team sat.
Why was it this way? No idea. It’s just how it was. I was playing on a line with Modano and Hull in this particular game. We all know there’s no way our head coach Ken Hitchcock is going to be yelling at those two, so I was clearly going take the brunt of his punishment if things weren’t working out.
Those are the breaks when you’re on the ice with two all-timers. So we get out there for our first shift, and one of us turns the puck over. We get back to the bench, and Hitch just starts laying into me, using every word in the book. I’m just like, “Holy s**t, it’s gonna be one of those nights.”
So we go out for another shift, screw something else up, and Hitch is searching for me. He finds me, and then starts chewing me out again. Then we go out for a third shift, and it’s another dud. But this time as we’re skating back to the bench, Hully turns to me and goes, “Hey, you come sit over here with me.” And I join him in the little two-person, love-seat area.
Meanwhile you can see — and you can hear — Hitch waddling around on the other side of the bench. “Where’s Brenden? Where the hell’s Brenden?” He finds me and he’s just all red. And I’m trying to be respectful, so I lean backwards to look him in the eye while he tells me how bad I am. But as I lean back, Hully leans back as well and blocks my view. So I lean forward to try to see past him, and Hully moves forward and blocks me again. I move back, Hully matches me.
This keeps going. I can’t shake him. And the entire time, Hitch is just getting more and more pi**ed. But I can’t make eye contact because Brett’s huge melon is in the way. And Brett turns to me and says, “You tell that mo********er to f**k off!” Oh man, what a teammate."
- Brenden Morrow
Source: theplayerstribune.com.