As a kid in British Columbia, going back a long way, I learned to skate.

We used to play a lot outdoors, not in leagues, but just in our spare time.

The 70's hair with the long on the sides, just doesn't look good coming down the sides of the helmet.

It's almost like you see too much, because when it happens for real, everything flies at you so fast, you never get a sense of the ice and where everyone is at that one moment.

We should've been better, more disciplined. We made untimely mistakes defensively, as a group. This is really humbling for us. After winning the Stanley Cup, we got brought back down to earth, hard. Maybe the humbling is good for us in the long run.

As a kid in British Columbia, going back a long way, I learned to skate.

We’re stuck in the middle and need to decide what kind of sport do we want to be. Either anything goes and we accept the consequences or take the next step and eliminate fighting.