Dylan Larkin was still 43 days from being born the night Claude Lemieux shattered Kris Draper's face in Denver. Advanced math skills tell me that means he was 9 months old when Darren McCarty dragged the same Lemieux across the Joe Louis Arena ice, landed a knee to his head then pounded him to a pleasant bloody pulp along the boards, just a few feet beneath Draper who was watching from the bench.
Larkin said last night it's the first memory he has as a Red Wing fan.
That's not true. He didn't say that and very few people remember their time spent as drooling, swaddled, adorable little babies.