Boston College Eagles Men's Ice Hockey
The Boston College Eagles are a Division I college hockey program that represent Boston College in Chestnut Hill, Massachusetts. The team has competed in Hockey East since 1984, having previously played in the ECAC. The Eagles have won five national championships, the most recent coming in 2012. Home games have been played at Kelley Rink, named after coach John "Snooks" Kelley, since 1988, having previously played at McHugh Forum. The Eagles are coached by Jerry York, BC '67.
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