When you grow up a part of a legendary family of the SHL, you learn that ultimately there is only so much you can do to keep the spark alive. At some point, the spark dies and what keeps you going is your eternal hatred for everyone else you see.

That hatred burns pretty bright, and really, that's where you find the fun. Wanting to fight somebody. Wanting to hurt somebody. Wanting to make their life just as painful as yours. That sure can be fun sometimes.

It's a fleeting feeling, though. It isn't worth all the effort it would take. There will always be some people that you really carry that for -- I have at least one entire team worth. However, that's not every single game. Maybe you have to just enjoy the ride with the people in the room. It isn't always going to be the best, but it will be worth it more times than not.