I got hit with an octopus in Detroit one time. It was the most gross thing I've ever had happen. I got it right in the back of the neck; all the juice was coming down. It was awful.
They're trying to kill me before I'm dead. I come to Quebec to spend some time with my family and they say I'm dead.
Excuse my voice - I don't have the thundering voice I used to have to get players going on the ice anymore.
