A: Yeah, look at the [birth of the] Sean Avery rule [which states that you can’t face a goalie and distract him].I had this reputation with the league and the refs—I wasn’t going to get the upper hand in a battle with Marty Brodeur.That’s also the formula in every Hollywood blockbuster.Q: You write about playing with the New York Rangers under coach John Tortorella, and how you kept hoping he would realize the value of your hard work—but how nonetheless, he kept benching you and sending you down to the minors.Are people being encouraged to take risks with their lives for the sake of a team?A: I think people don’t understand how much hockey players put their bodies on the line.It would be a different game without a drug like Toradol, because you wouldn’t be seeing the level players play at, certainly in the play-offs. They wouldn’t be able to get through it, especially with four rounds of seven-game series. It would be extremely tough to police [Toradol], because winning is too valuable to both the players and the organizations.It’s whether you retire a rich man or a poor man, in some cases.
When I was playing, it was still a big man’s league.
Certainly, sending me to rehab for 30 days, after the “sloppy seconds” comment, felt like they were trying to put some sort of taint on me that didn’t fit the crime.
They sent me to a drug-and-alcohol—not an anger-management—rehabilitation facility.
features hitherto-unthinkable passages in which he discusses his love of Shakespeare, the value of mindfulness, and the fact that he cried during his NHL hearing for making his most infamous comment, about how Dion Phaneuf was dating his “sloppy seconds” (i.e., actress Elisha Cuthbert).
He doesn’t claim to be an entirely reformed character—“I’m not even going to claim to be a good guy,” he writes—and there’s more than a hint of score-settling throughout the book.