I love my hockey but if you can do that and go home and just be a dad and husband then you have the best of both worlds.

I sort of always had an inkling towards some kind of an art form. I grew up in a very small town and I just figure-skated. My dad played hockey and I was surrounded by sports but it wasn't quite doing it for me. I wasn't totally fulfilled and I did a lot of skating.

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.

I think as a Canadian hockey player you go through it in your mind so many times being able to stand on that blue line and hear your national anthem play and being a gold medal champion you dream of that. And then to be able to accomplish that and actually win a gold medal and represent your country its an amazing feeling.

You watch a hockey game and the hand-eye coordination and the speed is really miraculous how those guys track the puck alone just following it with their eyes.

I knew at a young age whether I was playing baseball or hockey or lacrosse that my teammates were counting on me whether it be to strike the last batter out in a baseball game or score a big goal in a hockey game.