Sometimes Red Kirkby thinks he might be possessed by a malevolent spirit. Every time contract talks come around he does not seem to have any conscious choice in the matter of what terms are signed or even what team he plays for. He can not even think about the concept of free agency, it is entirely blocked out in his mind. The only contract terms his mind will let him accept is minimum compensation for the maximum allowable term and only ever with the Philadelphia Forge. Ask for a trade? Forget about it! At this point he is resigned to playing in Pennsylvania for the rest of his career on the barest of bare bones contract. He has tried talking to a therapist, seyonces, carnival tarot card readers and even psychic mediums but no one has an answer for why he is incapable of leaving the forge or even negotiating any kind of contract terms.