From the time I started playing on organized teams at six or seven years old, I felt like I didn’t belong.
We accomplished what we set out to do as seven-year-olds, and you just can’t help but realize all the things that had to go right.
It’s not going to take two days or two weeks for it to hit you that you won the Stanley Cup — it’s going to hit you right then and there.
All I ever wanted to be was a Red Wing.
Mental health, and what we know about it, is evolving and so must the ways we treat it.
The majority have to speak up and stand up for us.
Asking for help doesn’t make you any less of a “man.”
I’m going to give you the five players that I hate playing against the most, in no particular order. Right now.
Hockey is not unique. It has the same problems that plague our whole world.
They are working moms — a chemist, a music teacher, a drafter, a pharmacist, a market researcher, a former corrections officer.
These are Mark’s Official, Non-Official, NHL Awards recipients for the season (so far).
Thank you, hockey.