I have to put in a word for the 95-96 team. I loved that year. Yeah, we were no where near a good team, but after years of watching soft play I loved the fact that if they couldn't beat you on the scoreboard they'd beat you with their fists. Ray, May, Barnaby, Boughner, Hughes, Muni. They'd smack you in the face if they sensed the slightest transgression. Refreshing.