Mr. T pities the fool that can't get the puck into the net from center ice during a Chicago Blackhawks game. Well, he pities the puck or do we pity him? 30 years after taking on Sly Stone in Rocky and this is what the great wrestler/boxer/actor is relegated to? Gotta say, he's still got all his spit and vinegar and I still wouldn't wanna run into this guy in a dark Chicago alley, even if Rocky sent him crying home to mama like a sissy girl. The puck goes in at 1:40...

 

 

I'm not sure which is funnier, Mr. T trying to shoot a hockey puck or the winner in the 8 inch stillettos trying to walk around on ice! One thing's for sure, neither of them should be anywhere near ice unless it's in their drink glass. But still, Mr. T's money is still totally where his mouth is!