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

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

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

My penalty for rocking the boat was being traded.

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

When it was my turn, I just skated out and heard this huge cheer. It was very touching considering the bad circumstances under which I had left the team and that I had been away for four years.