A Hot Mic Caught A Flames' Announcer Tearing The Entirety Of Dougie Hamilton's Existence To Absolute Shreds

Awful Announcing with the transcript:

Voice one: “If you don’t rip Dougie Hamilton, I will. Stupidest fucking penalty you can take.”

Voice two: “Well, how about the T.J. Brodie one too? But you’re right, that Dougie Hamilton one.”

Voice one: “Does he have a fucking brain? He doesn’t. He’s stupid.”

Voice two: “I don’t know him that well.”

Voice one: “He’s not an intelligent guy.”

Voice two: “You’re Mr. Flames, so you probably know him better than I do.”

Voice three: “That’s probably their best chance to win here, I think, in this series.”

Voice one: “They’re done. They can’t win four of five.”

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No matter how hilarious I find this candid conversation to be, I am going to fake a stern expression and take the grown up route in refusing to defend an employee of the Calgary Flames who criticized the cerebral capacity of a player based on nothing more than a couple of penalties. Obviously he didn't think the mic was as hot as his scorched-Earth take on Dougie Hamilton's IQ, but it's still indefensible to be that - for lack of a more accurate term - mean towards a defensemen who unnecessarily put his team at odds defensively. 

That said, I kind of appreciate it. As a Devils' fan that spent all season listening to Ken Daneyko wax on-and-on about a team whose play was as poetic as the shitty anthology I "penned" in crayon during elementary school, getting some brutal honestly from an analyst was refreshing. The man behind the shockingly disparaging words - who has yet to identified - definitely went above and beyond his call of duty, but he was probably closer to being right than wrong. I'm sure Dougie Hamilton does - indeed - have a fucking brain, but I'm going to assume that he didn't use it to the best of it's abilities when he apparently took "the stupidest fucking penalty you can take".

If I were a gambling man then I would bet the Flames' fanbase related more to this unfiltered rant at the expense of their top pairing defenseman's decision making than the watered down, matter-of-fact explanation they got during his shameful glide to the penalty box. It was in no way appropriate, but it did a much better job of representing the frustrations of those whose reaction to their team dropping 29(!) straight games in Anaheim was likely not meant for the ears of kids 13 years of age and under.