— Devils Insiders (@DevilsInsiders) December 7, 2018 In a word... I'm not even sure I have all that much more to add, because I'm not even sure the victim of that vicious verbal assassination had enough life left in his lungs to conjure up a retort of his own worth hearing. "Waaaaaiv-ers" sung through that toothy, shit-eating grin of a shit-stirring legacy to someone who only made his way through them because no other team wanted him is pretty much a lullaby to a professional nightmare. Zack Smith's pride got serenaded to sleep by an indisputable reminder that the objectively bad team whose roster he's currently breaking his balls to remain on basically left him out on the curb like a used couch only to lug him back in when they couldn't find a better way to fill the space he vacated.
Of course, the stats of the two players involved in this interaction are oddly similar over the last few years and I remember people being relatively stunned when the Senators' forward was initially offered up to any takers like he was no more intriguing than a yellow Starburst. However, for the sake of a knife-to-the-sternum-style ribbing, waived is waived and the only thing more emasculating than being told to take a hike by your own team is having someone else mock the fact that they didn't really care if you ever returned from it. Anyway, it's nice to see a good, old Canadian rivalry getting fired back up again. Just don't let anyone tell you that words don't hurt, because their power is what best explains Zack Smith going low blow-for-low blow in using a stick to try to break Max Domi's bone two nights later...
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