I have 3,000 penalty minutes. I don't need people dictating to me how to do my job.
Early in my career when we went to golf tournaments and charity dinners I noticed businessmen and executives would give the players their cards. Well, they're giving you their cards for a reason. I said to my wife, 'All the guys get these cards and then when they get to the parking lot they rip them up or throw them away. It's really weird.' My wife .. said maybe you should just sign a picture and mail it to them. You know, 'Great playing golf with you,' or whatever. So, I did and lo and behold some of those guys I sent pictures to way back then are now CEOs at big companies.
I'll still run him on the ice tomorrow.
My brother Dash hit me on the head with five textbooks in a gym bag.
I told Pat I want to be him for Halloween. I almost got hit and I told Pat I should stop teasing him.
