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When Johnny McKenzie stepped on the ice, he was like a runaway grenade.
"My custom at the start of games was to take a run at somebody on my first shift," said McKenzie. "I just wanted to stir things up and plant the idea that if a squirt like me can go after them -- particularly if my target is a big star -- then why not everybody?"
He was born in Western Canada's cowboy country and made a living punching cows in the off-season.
On what was the Gashouse Gang of hockey, McKenzie was the perfect fit.
During the harsh 1971 Canadiens-Bruins playoff, McKenzie suffered a seven-stitch cut across the bridge of his nose. He continued to experience headaches after the series had concluded and was invited in for Xrays. It turned out that he had a fractured skull.
"It really wasn't much, as skull fractures go," said Pie. ~ Stan Fischler