"The first thing I want to be done is to get that piece of crap of a team out of my rink.
Don't just get the Habs out of the rink, get them out of the N-H-L. Because I've proved, son, without a shadow of a doubt, you ain't got what it takes anymore. You sit there and you thump your Stanley Cups and you say your prays to Ken Dryden and it isn't getting you anywhere.
Talk about your history, talk about your 'Rocket' Richard 3:16...
Ference 3:16 says 'I just whooped your ass.'
All they have to do is get my cheap bottle of poutine and try to get back some of that courage they had in their prime.
It's the Stanley Cup Playoffs. I'm serving notice to everyone in the N-H-L and NHL superstars; I don't give a damn what they are, they're all on the list and that's Andrew Ference's list and I'm fixed to start running through all of them.
As far as this playoff matchup is considered I don't give a damn if it's Patrick Roy or Carey Price, the Boston Bruins time has come and you're looking at the next Stanley Cup champion.
And that's the bottom line, because ANDREW FERENCE SAID SO!"