Sergey Kalinin Called Miles Wood "American Muscle" And No One Has Ever Been More Right About Anything
Let's forget about the fight for a second. Sure, it was great to watch a young player show no hesitation in cleanly finishing off his opponent in picturesque fashion before answering the call and punking a teammate who took exception with a flurry of fists. There's no doubt about that. If there's anything that Miles Wood has proved since being recalled it's that...well...he could use some work on breakaways. However, if there's two things we've learned since he was recalled it's that his lack of finish has not been of detriment to his tenacious physicality. He might not be the most polished of prospect, but what he lacks in high end skill he makes up for in sheer reckless abandon. That's why even without the handful of overhand rights, the nickname "American Muscle" couldn't possibly be a better fit. Just take a look at this play right here...
Dude burned off the line he had a NOS pack shoved up his ass. He made up ground (and then some) on that Bruins defender like he had the power of 600 horses churning through his lower body. If he were racing Dom Toretto for pink slips he would have left last night's game with a brand new, tricked out Dodge Charger and a starring role in 'Fast And Furious 16'. We are talking about a guy that drives the forecheck like he's got a front grill that's built for intimidation. Miles Wood doesn't even need to drop the gloves to be the personification of American muscle, because the way he plays the sport is the same way a 1964's Pontiac GTO navigates the open road. Of course there are more than a few times when he takes a turn too sharply and loses traction, but that's just how it goes when you have wheels that look like they've been worn bare by hauling ass down Route 66. There's nothing precise about the kid's game but there doesn't have to be, because whatever is under that hood of his can't possibly be held in check by a player that's considered finesse.