I liked playing in Chicago, and I gave them everything I had, but I knew in my heart I was a Red Wing.

At 39, I was back in a Red Wings uniform and loving it.

I liked playing in Chicago, and I gave them everything I had, but I knew in my heart I was a Red Wing.

I watch a lot of hockey. There are some good hockey players and there are some awfully stupid hockey players.

A series of rumors about my attitude, as well as derogatory remarks about myself and my family showed me that the personal resentment of the Detroit general manager toward me would make it impossible for me to continue playing hockey in Detroit.

Starting that union was something I believed in very strongly.

Some nights, I was so good that I could have become an egotist.