How in the world could hockey ever be THAT important!?
Maybe cause I've lived it... or seen it... or seen enough of it... to know I really don't care that I haven't lived it.
The lifestyle's nothing to be jealous of... while you're at home enjoying Christmas with the family they're the ones in Buffalo getting set to go on the ice.
While you're building a career for a lifetime, they're cut short at 35 with no other skill in the world to fall back on...
The work's nothing to get excited about either... getting shipped all over in trades... no control over your life... under the microscope...
You ask me after a big win, I'll tell you there isn't a better feeling in the world... You ask me walking down the street, or into a bar... and you get away with murder because everyone thinks you're so special... it's cool that normal rules don't seem to apply to you... You ask me in the middle of the game, you'll never be more in the moment in your life (because of fear, you deal with fear every game, and sometimes you hate it... but it makes you feel alive)... And you ask me what it's like to have a band of guys become a family every year... it's something awesome...
... It's just... can you imagine what THAT kind of work... and THAT kind of lifestyle does to a person? It's your job not to grow up. To act like you never got past grade 4 on the playground. You want to talk about consequences take a look at the lives of some of the most successful athletes out there.
You really have to be something special to make something out of your life once the game's over.
I'd be a bigger fan a guy for getting back into life and doing something with it than anything he ever did as a pro. I'd even be a bigger fan of Lance Armstrong if I didn't read his book and think he was such a *&^8.
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