Tough look. That's just a tough, tough look.
To be more clear, I couldn't give less of a shit about a superstar player and relatively young coach firing back and forth at one another in the heat of the moment. Disagreements tend to be more demonstrative when those having them are embroiled in a physical game that's as competitive and emotional as the one offered by the NHL. It's far more likely than not that the argument we witnessed was over something laughably inconsequential to the future of a franchise that, other than having a rough go of it as of late, is trending in the right direction due largely to the two people involved in it. Therefore, the only uninformed conclusion to be drawn is to decipher who appeared more right from an outside perspective.
Unfortunately, that's where the tough look comes into play, because it's really, really hard to take Nathan McKinnon seriously after he looked like a kid who fell backwards off a swing set. I understand the concept of becoming so emphatic in your anger that you lose all control of your motor skills, but I also understand the value of appearing cool amidst chaos. I don't even know what case the Av's forward was trying to make, but it got dismissed as soon as he sat ass over teakettle while his head coach calmly stood there with a literal and figurative leg up. Almost impossible to feel smart when you know you looked stupid, so Jared Bednar was undoubtedly playing the upper hand when they inevitably hashed out their differences after the game. Can't toe drag around that harsh truth.