Hockey’s place in the sports pecking order is well established. South of the border, the Great Canadian Pasttime ranks somewhere between soccer and competitive masturbation. Some of these wounds are self-inflicted (Strikes, cowtowing to Canadian purists.) Others are systemic (ice is not naturally occuring in many parts of the United States.) But every once and awhile, even a drunk driving swerves to avoid the tree that leaps in front of him. I present the worst idea for a third jersey ever, courtesy of the St. Louis Blues.

Would you want to be the General Manager that asks Brett Hull, Al MacInnis and Chris Pronger to wear this car crash for your rods and cones? Wiser minds prevailed and scrapped this thing. I think I saw an AFP photo of a refugee in the Congo wearing one of these.Poor kid.

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