The only difference, of course, is whether or not you make contact with the ball.

The Carolina Hurricanes were swinging for the fences back in January.

For anyone who doesn’t speak Finnish, that roughly translates to"get fucked, losers".

Which, in hindsight, certainly sounds like it makes sense.

That’s a tough one to bounce back from.

Seemingly impossible to pick yourself off the floor after the way that scenario played out.

Don’t get me wrong, the Hurricanes still managed to get a haul out of all of it.

Get Brind’Amour out of Carolina and back home to Philadelphia where he belongs.