I mean I went to a Catholic boys' school for a year but that was to play hockey. Religion class was quite contentious for me.

I love those hockey moms. You know what they say the difference between a hockey mom and a pit bull is? Lipstick.

Hockey is a sport for white men. Basketball is a sport for black men. Golf is a sport for white men dressed like black pimps.

A good hockey player plays where the puck is. A great hockey player plays where the puck is going to be.

Growing up if I hadn't had sports I don't know where I'd be. God only knows what street corners I'd have been standing on and God only knows what I'd have been doing but instead I played hockey and went to school and stayed out of trouble.

It's not a sport you get famous at. If I wanted to be famous I would have stuck with hockey.

The only other time I can recall my dad getting upset at me was when I missed a hockey practice. My parents were away so my buddy and I decided to skip it. I never told my dad about it but he found out from the coach.

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.