Steve Durbano lived a confusing life of hockey noise, violence and headlines and died this past Saturday, so very quietly.
Liver cancer managed what few could ever do on the ice. It beat him up and took the life of one the most notorious bad guys in sporting history.
A hockey villain 20 years in retirement but forever a household name: Dead, one month before his 51st birthday, living in obscurity in Yellowknife of all places, where he had moved to find peace.
"You should have heard the noise when he played," said his cousin, Anthony Cola. "It didn't matter what the rink was, when Steve Durbano came to play, you knew about it.
"I remember one game against the Philadelphia Flyers and Dave Schultz jumped him and then Bob Kelly jumped him. And Steve didn't care who it was, he'd fight anybody. The arenas were electric then. Those are sounds you don't hear anymore.
"We'd go to watch him play. He couldn't always guarantee you a goal, but he'd guarantee you a fight."
Until the night of Oct. 29,
Raymond William (Wild Willie) Trognitz was just another guy banging out
a living as a 10-grand-a-year minor league hockey bad man for the Dayton Owls. On that night in Port Huron, Mich.,
Trognitz banged his hockey stick over the head of an opponent named
Archie Henderson. Five days later Wild Willie was "permanently
suspended," banned for life from the International League, the lowest
rung on the professional hockey ladder, by President William Beagan.
Unbelievably, just four days after that, the World Hockey Association's
Cincinnati Stingers, in dire need of an on-ice policeman to protect
their fancy skaters, asked the "permanently suspended" Trognitz to come
play in the big leagues for them. And so there was Trognitz last week,
relaxing in an Edmonton tavern with his new Cincinnati teammates, chasing down a big steak with a beer and reflecting on the events that had so changed his life.
"They'll never believe this story back in Thunder Bay," Trognitz said.
WHA goon Gordie "Machine Gun" Gallant punches out his coaches (Harry Neale and jack McCarten) prior to the 1975 Minnesota Fighting Saints/New England Whalers WHA Playoff.
Ballard Smith,President, San Diego Mariners 1976:
"When we came in here today, we knew the Saints were going to play goon-style hockey and that's what came about," said Smith. "The Saints have a lot of goons and Gord Gallant is the worst. He tried to start a brawl and he did. This is the very kind of violence we are trying to legislate against "
Pro hockey hit its nadir in the 1976 WHA Playoffs when Calgary Cowboys thug Rick Jodzio assaulted Marc Tardif, nearly killing the Nordiques superstar. As Tardif lay motionless on the ice, the two teams squared off in an epic battle royal.
This is the only known footage of this brawl, apparently captured on home video (the actaul assault was never captured).
Key points are Gordie Gallant kneeing Warren Miller in plain sight of the police while Charles Constantin and Peter Driscoll throw haymakers.
Tardif was severely injured suffering numerous brain contusions. Jodzio pleas guilty in court to causing bodily harm.
By REYN DAVIS, Winnipeg Free Press March 12, 1978
A guy who spent a year out of hockey recovering from an arm injury suffered in a fight with his father, leaped over the boards Sunday night to tackle Bobby Hull from behind while 10,363 horrified witnesses watched.
Steve Durbano, a player who has popularized, if not epitomized, the word goon, precipitated the second bench-clearing brawl in Winnipeg this season involving the Birmingham Bulls and the Jets.
For 23 minutes, players fought with each other while fans chanted "Birmingham stinks" as two of the three policemen at the Bulls' bench chased a chair thrower who missed the coach, Glen Sonmor, and hit the stickboy.
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He could have been in pictures - with Paul Newman no less.
In 1976, professional hockey player Jack Carlson received a call from his older brother Jeff informing him that they, along with their younger brother Steve, had been offered a supporting role in Slap Shot, a hockey movie starring Paul Newman.
It wasn't that the brothers were particularly great hockey players or actors. They were unique, however. Besides the fact they played on the same line together and wore long hair and heavy-framed sports glasses - while playing - the brothers were known for scoring punches, not goals. Forget about not hitting a guy wearing glasses - these guys were tough.
"Jeff was the toughest,"
Jack modestly declares.
Seemingly too unique to be true, the Carlson brothers had Hollywood written all over them. But Jack, the most successful hockey player of the three, wanted to know the facts. Like how long would they be needed? How much would they be paid?
His brother Jeff would find out. In the meantime, while Jeff was checking things out, Jack got a call from the Edmonton Oilers of the World Hockey Association (WHA). Jack's team, the Minnesota Fighting Saints had suddenly folded late in the 1976-77 season. He was one of about a 10 players picked up by other teams in the league. Jack decided to join the Oilers and forego a shot in movies.
Dave Hanson replaced Jack and the trio were dubbed the Hanson brothers in the 1977 movie.
Saturday Night magazine described the three as "lovable goons."
Jack ended up finishing the season with the Oilers but was dealt to the New England Whalers during the off-season. There, he got a chance to play with Steve again, as well as with Gordie Howe and his sons Mark and Marty.
During the 1978-79 season Jack moved to the NHL's Minnesota North Stars - a dream come true for the Minnesota native - and in 1980-81 got a chance to play against the New York Islanders in the Stanley Cup final.
Standing 6'3" and weighing 215 lb., Jack was among the biggest and toughest players in the NHL at the time, fighting all the opposing heavyweights.
"When the Philadelphia Flyers won the Stanley Cup in the mid '70s everyone was trying to pattern their team after them. You know, we'll win the Stanley Cup through intimidation."
"That's the era that I came in. For me it was survival of the fittest. Either you're gonna hit or be hit - and believe me I got hit a few times," says Jack.
In 1981, while playing for the St. Louis Blues against the Boston Bruins, Jack helped amass the most penalty minutes ever recorded in a game by two teams.
Though he says he "enjoyed" his tough-guy role, he adds, "Looking back it was a pretty lonely life. The score was 6 to 1, you're losing, and all of sudden the coach taps you on the back ...
"I wish I wasn't that type of a player. I had some talent. I had some skills. But I wasn't gonna be on a team scoring goals or setting up plays. I knew what my role was and so did everyone else," Jack explains.
"I kind of compared it to being the fastest gun in the west. All the young guys want to establish their reputations. You had to fight everybody. It's just a given."
Jack hung up the skates for good in 1987. However, he continued what he describes as his "destructive lifestyle" - drinking and womanizing. "It was a lifestyle that I was knee deep in," Jack admits.
In 1993 his wife told him she had had enough.
"We had a nine month old daughter and she said, 'Jack, you gotta go. We can't live this way.' I was 38 years old, had a good job and lots of friends, but I didn't know where to turn," recalls Jack.
He remembers the night that started him off in a new direction. "I was staying at a friend's place and looking for something to watch on TV and here I click on the Billy Graham Crusade." He spotted old friend and teammate Bill Butters speaking about how Christ had changed his life.
Butters, also from Minnesota, was Jack's roommate with the Fighting Saints and Whalers and played with him on the North Stars. The rugged defenceman was also one of Jack's drinking buddies. "We became best friends," says Jack.
Jack had already known of Butters' decision to accept Christ as his Saviour.
"Billy and I used to be inseparable. When he became a Christian I figured no more dirty jokes and drinking and things like that. I didn't even want to with be him.
"But, I tell you what, when I hit rock bottom he was the first guy that I called because I saw him on TV." Jack called the number at the bottom of the screen and talked to Butters the next day. "I said, 'Bill I need your help.' He said, 'Jack come in tomorrow.' "
Butters explained God's plan of forgiveness and salvation with him.
"Billy gives the example of a goaltender getting a penalty. Everybody that knows hockey knows that the goalie is not going to go to the penalty box. They've got to substitute another player for him. That's exactly what God has done for us. He sacrificed His Son for our sins and so whoever believes in Him will have eternal life.
"As we talked together he led me to entrust my life to Jesus Christ."
Though Jack says he no longer drinks, has "never been happier," and calls himself a "new creation in Christ," he still considers himself a work in progress.
"I still make mistakes and I fall down, but I don't stay down very long. I know now that God is with me. I know if I get down on my knees and ask for help He'll change me; He'll change my heart."
Jack meets regularly with Butters, former WHA coach Glen Sonmor, and former NHL goalie Rob Stauffer, among others, to study the Bible. He also helps Butters run hockey camps for Hockey Ministries International in Minneapolis.
"I see nine, 10, 11-year-old little boys carrying a Bible around and telling others what they're thankful for. It just brings tears to my eyes. I get sad because I wish I would have been brought up in that kind of environment."
Besides making numerous public appearances as the Hanson brothers, Jack's brothers also costarred in the sequel Slap Shot II, recently released on DVD.
Although Jack has missed out on a few healthy paycheques as a result of his decision 25 years ago, as a Christian, he's content.
"It's Jesus Christ, not money, houses or cars, that makes a person happy and pure. I'm just very fortunate."
Coach Neale: " It was early in the second period (1:10) and we had nothing going. I put out the BBC Line, (Bill Butters, Curt Brackebury and Jack Carlson) and they, well, they got something going. Butters was regularly a defenseman but on this occasion I used him up front. It took Larry Pleau about two years to forgive me but he finally did."
Larry Pleau: Butters gave it to me pretty good to start it and then it's pretty much everyman for himself."
Nick Fotiu: "It was one wild brawl, one of the wildest I had been in or would be in no question about it. One thing though that scared me more than anything else. If I could have, during that second fight with Jack Carlson, I would have killed him. I was that mad. We had gone through the door at the Minnesota players bench and I was fighting him in there and I wanted to kill him, seriously."
Harry Neale: "our players were ecstatic after the game figuring they had intimidated the Whalers and we ended up winning the series in six games so I guess they were right. I'll give Fotiu credit. He was by far their toughest guy and he fought everybody."