The flight from Talladega to Vancouver was long and the farthest north I ever done traveled. I arrived to city and went to the team offices there I was given the team apartment and settled down there. Then I walked through the locker room ignoring all of the friendly his and welcomes and went straight to the ice. I am here for three things and three things only score goals, be fast, and kick some ass. And by god I am going to do that. I hop on the ice and do my normal training routine, suicides then shooting practice. Defense practice? Unnecessary the point of hockey is to score more goals than the other guys and so it doesn't matter if its 15-14 a win is a win goals are goals and goals are how you win. After all as my pop said for all of his life, if you aint first your last.