from Bill Plaschke of the LA Times,

The face of Hollywood's hockey revolution looks like a closed fist.

The most powerful voice of Tinseltown's growing hockey chorus is an undiscernible mumble.

The biggest name on the Southland's coolest sports powerhouse is one that many people around town still can't correctly pronounce.

It's Darryl Sutter, as in "butter," but doesn't spread quite so sweetly or easily.

The coach of the Kings is the antithesis of the glamour vibe that Los Angeles expects from its sports coaches. He doesn't flow like Doc Rivers. Nobody is calling him anything cutesy like Darryl Hockey. He would consider Pete Carroll's "Always compete" mantra as too wordy. One gets the feeling that if he were ever introduced to Zen, he would make him a healthy scratch for being too soft.

During games Sutter is that squinting, scowling guy behind the bench. After games he is that terse and sometimes surly conductor of painful televised news conferences filled with sarcastic answers, dismissive stares, and awkward silences.

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