Friday, February
26, 1999
Big Georges Answers Bell
Laraque remains a bright spot for the beleaguered Oilers
By ROBERT TYCHKOWSKI -- Edmonton Sun
They brought it to a dull roar as he worked the puck along
the end boards in an almost comical scene, fending off Anaheim defenders
like a kid playing keepaway with his little brother's toque.
And when he battled his way to a clear-cut decision over
Duck enforcer Stu Grimson, they brought the house down.
Heaven knows Edmonton Oiler fans haven't had many reasons
to roar this season, but they've been shouting out loud for big Georges
Laraque.
And why not? It's hard not to cheer for the enthusiastic
240-pound rookie, who calls it music to his ears when the Skyreach faithful
show their approval.
"There's nothing I could describe in the world that's
as great as the fans cheering,'' said the 22-year-old tough guy, who grew
up more accustomed to racial taunts and ugly insults in Quebec's amateur
hockey system.
"When the fans here cheer like that, the adrenalin goes
right through my body and gives me shivers. I wouldn't trade it for anything
in the world.
"Last game they were cheering for us when we skated to
the bench! That was unbelievable! It's kind of funny. We don't play much,
but every time we get a shift we seem to get an ovation. I guess they like
hard work.''
That's what he's been giving them. Laraque's had opportunities
to crack the NHL before, but each time he's been back in the minors before
his Oiler stall could even get warm.
This time he seems to be sticking. Twenty one games and
counting. You won't find him crossing his fingers, though.
DO YOUR JOB
"I'm not hoping for anything,'' he said in his thick French
accent. "You can't hope in hockey. Hoping doesn't get you anything. You
have to go out and work hard, do your job and try to force them to keep
you here.''
So far, so good. He's done everything the coaches have
asked of him. His skating has improved immensely in the past year, he's
taking on all comers and he's incredibly strong on the puck. He'd have
10 assists by now if his linemates knew enough to head for the slot when
Furious George has control behind the net.
"This year I have more confidence with the puck. Last
year, every time I had it it was like a hot potato. I just got rid of it.
Ice it. Dump it.
'`This year I want to control it behind the net, make
plays. I was doing that in the American Hockey League, but to tell you
the truth I never thought I could control the puck like that up here. But
I can. The toughness is the same, it's only hockey-wise that's been different
since last year.''
Laraque has always been tough, but it wasn't until five
years ago he decided to major in enforcement.
"I used to be the top scorer on my team, then in midget
AAA I slowed to a point a game,'' he said. "Then when I went to the Quebec
League I became a fighter. It just happened. I was big, I was hitting guys.
I was 17 and I was standing up for myself.''
Some guys don't have the stomach for that kind of work.
Louie DeBrusk comes to mind. Others, like Laraque, don't mind bending the
odd nose.
"You can never tell somebody he's going to be a tough
guy, especially at 17. It has to come from himself. I saw it in Junior
all the time. Scouts and coaches going up to big guys and telling them
they had to fight. That's the worst thing you can do. You can burn a kid
like that. How many of those kids could have ended up like Eric Daze? You
never know.
"Me? I like fighting. People who see me off the ice can't
believe I'm that kind of guy. Off the ice I don't like trouble, I'll be
the nicest guy around, talk to everybody. But on the ice ... it just gets
in my blood. It's very hard to explain.''
His resume is growing longer by the week. Grimson. Donald
Brashear. Heavyweight champ Tony Twist. He hasn't won them all, but he's
shown up for every one and he hasn't looked bad yet. Yesterday, Buffalo
tough guy Rob Ray even dropped by Oiler practice, stared across the ice
at Laraque for a few moments, and left.
He's hasn't even been around the block once yet, but Laraque's
reputation is growing. And while he secretly looks up to the heavies of
today, he leaves his admiration in the dressing room.
"I have to put it in my head that these guys are nobody,''
he says. "That's the way I have to think. Before I used to look at a guy
and be too impressed by his name. Now I don't give a (hoot). I'll never
win the fight if I say, 'Oh man, that's Tony Twist, he's killed this guy
and that guy and that guy.'' I can't think about who he is. I just try
to pound him as much as I can.''
Ask him where he developed his hunger and determination
and he points back to his early teens in a town outside Quebec City.
"We were the only black family in the city,'' he said,
adding racial taunts became so cruel, and so frequent, that his dad, an
engineer, and his mother, a nurse, wanted to pull him out of hockey.
PARENTS WERE YELLING
"They wanted me to quit. The racism was pretty bad. Every
day. They were yelling 'nigger, you can't play hockey.' Even the parents
were yelling stuff.''
Some of his own teammates even turned their back on him.
"I was young, but I had to grow up pretty fast. I think
my character grew stronger. I had to fight for myself and earn respect
for myself because when I was young, people never gave me any.
"That's probably why I stayed in hockey, for the challenge.
To show everybody that they were wrong.''
And that's why these Edmonton cheers sound so sweet.
"Yeah. The first thought that I had is this isn't for
me or my parents or my friends -- it's for all those people who laughed
at me and called me names and told me I was never going to make it.'' |