I have been thinking a lot about the importance of teammates lately. When my friend Steve Montador died last February, I didn’t really take the proper time to grieve. We were in the middle of the season. My teammates on the Blackhawks counted on me to be a certain type of guy when I walked into their locker room — the guy who would put on a new playlist every day and joke around and make people happy. Inside, I was an absolute wreck.

“Inside, I was an absolute wreck.”

I did the best I could to just get through the season so that I could walk away from the game on my own terms.


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