By 1946, I knew Detroit was the best hockey city in the Original Six.
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.
What you had at the time was a dictatorship with the team owners.
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.
I love people and I love to be around people.
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.