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Grimson, Stu

 
9780735237247: The Grim Reaper: The Life and Career of a Reluctant Warrior
Hardcover
ISBN 10: 0735237247 ISBN 13: 9780735237247
Verlag: Viking, 2019

Inhaltsangabe

A powerful memoir from an NHL heavyweight champion who moved from the dressing room to the courtroom.

NHL tough guys all tell the same story.

They all grew up dreaming of skating in the big league as stars. Then one day, a coach tells them the only way to make it is to drop the gloves. And every guy says the same thing: I'll do whatever it takes to play in the NHL.

Not Stu Grimson, though. When he was offered a contract to patrol the ice for the Calgary Flames, he said no thanks, and went to university instead. And that's the way Grimson has approached his career and his life: on his own terms. He stared down the toughest players on the planet for seventeen years, while working on his first university degree. He retired on his own terms, and went on to practice law, including a stint as in-house counsel for the NHLPA.

This has put him in a unique position when it comes to commenting on the game. He's seen it from the trenches, and he's seen it from the courtroom. This puts him in the eye of the storm surrounding fighting and concussions. And he handles that the way he does everything: on his own terms. When Don Cherry called him out on televison, it was the seemingly indominable Cherry who backed down. Hockey fans will be fascinated by his data-driven defence of fighting.

But in the end, this is not a book about fighting and locker-room stories. It's the story of a young man who ultimately took on the toughest role in pro sports and came out the other side. Where many others have not.

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Über die Autorin bzw. den Autor

STU GRIMSON played in the National Hockey League from 1989 to 2002. During this time, he played for the Calgary Flames, Chicago Blackhawks, Mighty Ducks of Anaheim, Detroit Red Wings, Hartford Whalers/Carolina Hurricanes, Los Angeles Kings, and Nashville Predators. Grimson was known as an enforcer, with over 2,000 penalty minutes in his career. His stature, his reputation as a fighter, and a play on his surname combined to earn him the nickname "The Grim Reaper." Grimson was born in Vancouver, British Columbia, but grew up in Kamloops, British Columbia.

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My nickname was “the Grim Reaper.” Not a bad way to be known for an NHL tough guy.

No one ever wondered what my job was in the National Hockey League. I played 729 regular-season games over fourteen seasons for seven different organizations. I registered seventeen goals and twenty-two assists. That’s roughly one goal every forty-three games and one assist every thirty-three games. But my name showed up on the scoresheet regularly nonetheless. I totalled 211 regular-season fighting majors over my career. That’s a fight every 3.45 regular-season game. My mandate was clear. Teams were not paying me for my offensive artistry and magic.

Between 1988 and 2002, I averaged under five minutes per-game playing time and earned $5,625,930 to be an NHL fighter. That’s over $1500 per minute on the ice. Or more than $2600 for every minute in the box, if you want to look at it that way. (Another way of looking at it: I was paid about $26,000 per fight.) Not that I looked at it that way. But I did look at it as a job.

An enforcer’s job description is more complicated than people realize, but you won’t be able to put its finer points into practice if you can’t kick ass and take names. You need to be able to do that just to get in the door. And I was skilled at my craft. I respected my opponents. Any true heavyweight back then could best any other heavyweight on any given night. He wouldn’t have been in the lineup if he couldn’t. But I estimate I recorded a win or a draw in 80 percent of my fights. I was good at what I did for a living.

I took it seriously. A hockey fight usually lasts under forty seconds, but I wanted it to feel like an eternity when you were fighting me. I was six-feet-six-inches tall and weighed 250 pounds at my heaviest. When I landed one, you knew it. That is to say, I hurt people.

Of course, I didn’t hurt just anyone. I hurt guys who had a fighting chance of hurting me. I hit St. Louis Blues enforcer Reid Simpson hard enough that two guys were required to carry him off the ice. I stepped over his crumpled body to return to the bench before help arrived.

The meek did not inherit the earth in my world. My job was to intimidate guys who by definition are hard to intimidate. If you’re easy to stare down, you’re probably not playing in the NHL. And you’re certainly not taking a shift when the other team’s enforcer is on the ice. When I went over the boards, I knew that whoever I was lining up against could handle himself, and I had to be ready.

While other hockey players were honing their shot or their stride, I was making sure I had the stamina and left jab necessary to stay near the top in the NHL fight game.

Some tough guys were harder punchers than me. Others were more ferocious. But I could stand toe-to-toe against any fighter in the NHL. I never backed down from anyone and I got the better of most of the league’s heralded heavyweights at one time or another. I owned multiple wins against Bob Probert, and one or more wins against Dave Brown, Marty McSorley, Shane Churla, Matt Johnson, Darren Langdon, Craig Berube, Donald Brashear, Georges Laraque, and Peter Worrell, to name a few.

It was a stressful job, but an important one. I took considerable pride in being my team’s “policeman,” the guy who set things right when players were misbehaving on the ice. My father was a Mountie for thirty-one years, and it felt fitting that my primary purpose was to protect my teammates. Fans in every city feel the same way about the heavyweights on their team. They’re often as popular as the team’s leading scorer. When I played in Chicago, fans chanted, “Stuuu, Stuuu, Stuuu” after all my fights. There aren’t many things you can do for a living that feel better than hearing that.

I enjoyed the strategy of the fight game, particularly making determinations about when my team needed me to fight and when they needed me to turn the other cheek. You needed brains as much as brawn to be a tough guy. A good heavyweight can control the momentum of a game if he understands the nuances in it and his timing is effective. But woe to the fighter who makes poor decisions about when to drop the gloves.

The truth is, I look back with fondness on my career as a tough guy. I enjoy a strong sense of fulfillment because I played so long. When I meet guys I fought years ago, I greet them like comrades or buddies from high school.

I love winning. I loved the fans. I loved doing the right thingfor my teammates. So it’s odd for me now to remember that whenI was nineteen I was ready to throw all that away.

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Verlag
Viking
Erscheinungsdatum
2019
Sprache
Englisch
ISBN 10 
0735237247
ISBN 13 
9780735237247
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