Hockey Night in Canada, with Mr. Chapared Shot
Hockey, in one way or another, always had my back growing up.
Hockey, in one way or another, always had my back growing up.
I can still recall the exact moment that my brain started lying to me.
The day in 2009 when I was given the Wild captaincy was one of the proudest of my life.
Hey, guys. I went to the NHL All-Star Game in Los Angeles and asked the players some spicy questions. I also found my friend the bear after a lot of searching.
I’m tortured by something that happened between us a long, long time ago that was never cleared up.
We met up with Bryz at a Mediterranean restaurant (his choice) for a no-nonsense Q&A session.
No matter how many goals you let in, the feeling of making just one save makes it all worth it. That’s how you know you’re on the right path.
You might not believe me, but Torts is a pretty down to earth guy.
If we don’t win the gold medal, it’s a failure. End of story.
It took a lot of time after that game for me to decide whether or not I wanted to continue playing.
As a general rule of thumb in hockey, you never want the GM to pop his head into the locker room after practice and ask if he can see you for a second.
All I was thinking about was getting back on the ice at Madison Square Garden. You gotta die somewhere, right?
That weekend in Nashville was simply amazing. It felt like the entire building was on my side.
I was going to have to play the biggest game of my life with a sunburn.
In this installment of When I Knew, Wayne Gretzky remembers the moment when he knew he was more than just another hockey player.
This is not your typical Wayne Gretzky interview. This is Life Out Loud. Listen as The Great One narrates the story of his life.
If you really want to appreciate the small things in life, I would suggest living with 5,000 guys on an army base in Finland ... in the middle of winter.
When Wayne came, the L.A. hockey world was flipped upside down. Actually, all of L.A. was flipped upside down.
If someone ever says to you, “That is not possible,” do not listen to them. Because a couple of hockey players from eight small little countries made the final
When my kids read this story someday, I want them to know that I fought this disease and that I did everything in my power to defeat it.
In Norway, hockey isn’t a big deal. But that all changed for me one day in the back of a tiny video store in rural Sweden — the day I found it.
Want to hear a joke? A guy from Southern Ontario goes to China to teach ice hockey. That’s it. Except that’s exactly what happened to me.
In Switzerland, the winters are long. which meant we could make a lot of one thing. Ice.
I get scared of this thought I mean, I'm sure I'll see you around at some game. But what scares me most is will you forget my name?