All hockey players are bilingual. They know English and profanity.
I always tell kids, you have two eyes and one mouth. Keep two open and one closed. You never learn anything if you’re the one talking.
People say I’m henpecked. Well, let them say it.
You’ve got to love what you’re doing. If you love it, you can overcome any handicap, or the soreness, or all the aches and pains and continue to play for a long, long time.
You can always get someone to do your thinking for you.
My philosophy is never start talking about ‘if,’ ‘and,’ ‘but’ or the past, because 90 percent of what follows will be negative.
There’s always something in the game you wish you would have done different. That’s why players improve, because they learn from what they did before. They might have been guessing before, but now they know.
To me, hockey was always tremendous fun. That’s what kept me going for so long. I simply love to play hockey.
If Colleen Howe had been a hockey player, she would have been a centremen. I can see her as a centreman because you can do what you want and go wherever you want to go.
You find that you have peace of mind and can enjoy yourself, get more sleep, and rest when you know that it was a one hundred percent effort that you gave – win or lose.
Rocket had that mean look on, every game we played. He was 100 percent hockey. He could hate with the best of them.
My mother and dad played the fiddle and the guitar.
The kid looks good in his first game.
I helped put in a rink in Cadillac, Michigan, when my wife was very healthy. She helped them put it in and the rink is going full-bore the last time I was there.