There was only one Sean Avery.
A guy who was so polarizing–for better or worse–you didn’t even need to know anything about hockey to know his name. He was a player that you either loved or you loved to hate and there was no in-between.
Avery was the definition of a pest. Every game he would find a way to get under the skin of the opponent. Although sometimes he would cross the line, teams would need to think twice before they pulled anything dirty on another Ranger.
For a guy who was only 5’10”, Avery would never back down to anybody, whether they were his size or much, much bigger.