Once again the sadsack, rookie-heavy Bruins seem to be in for a miserable season. But they do have a new coach, and his incendiary tongue may distract public attention for a time from the team's spectacular ineptitude. This unlucky man is none other than Phillipe Henri Watson, the same Phiery Phil who tongue-lashed the Rangers to three consecutive playoffs before losing his winning touch, his health (via ulcers) and, in 1960, his job.
As replacement for kindly Coach Milt Schmidt (who escapes to the front office), Watson will teach a special brand of tough hockey, and Boston has always loved a bad, bold team ever since Eddie Shore scrapped nightly on the ice.
The trouble now is that Phil has nothing but cardboard grizzlies to fight with. Tough and touchy old Fern Flaman has retired to coach Providence, leaving beefy Leo Boivin as the only genuine bad guy in the bunch. There are signs that rookie Defenseman Ted Green might develop. He's already broken a fist on several Toronto players and a goal post. Unlike most goalies, Boston's Don Head has proved a good fighter but he doesn't stop many goals.
It looks like another long, hard winter for the hockey tans in cold Back Bay.