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

I had the idea that I should beat up every player I tangled with and nothing ever convinced me it wasn't a good idea.

My first season Butch Bouchard accidentally sent me to the hospital for three days with a concussion, but I never backed away from Butch or anyone else after I came back.

I love people and I love to be around people.

It's not just the child that has autism. It's the whole family that has autism. It's not a one person thing.

They thought we were going to hurt the game, but we just wanted to help ourselves, because the players needed to get together to protect their interests.

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.