Daedalus James, a simpleton and a sluggish hockey player was drafted somehow 33rd overall in the S56 SMJHL to the Detroit Falcons. He was slow and dim witted having his biggest accomplishments on ice being how many drinks he can have before hitting it. He made the playoffs every season, only because every team does in that league and managed to win a whopping zero series with Detroit before moving on to his SHL club the San Francisco Pride. There he managed to contribute nothing to a third line except be a pylon that occasionally some equally horrible player hit him with a shot. It may have helped if it didn't look like he ate 25 pies a night before he came to training camp as you could see his gut from a mile away. Slow and incapable at defending I am sure any day now he will be let go to the free agent pool so he can open a hotdog stand on the corner of the street.