I Have Enough Muscle Already.

I Wish I Could Play The Whole Game And Come Back Tomorrow.

I Find That I've Tried To Become A Better Hockey Player Every Year And Not Just Hold On. At The Same Time, I've Also Made It A Point To Increase Or Grow In Some Other Area Of My Life. If I Were Just Playing Hockey, I Would Probably Be Done With The Sport.

I Look At Myself, And How Much I've Gotten Just Because I Play A Sport Well.

Right Now, I'm Standing Behind The Glass, And I Guess That's A Metaphor For How My Life Will Be Going Forward.

I'm Not Playing For Lack Of Options. But This Is Such A Fleeting Thing. When I'm Done, I'm Never, Ever Going To Be Able To Come Back To It. I Know Vancouver Is My Last Go.