Busy day, busy busy day. I saw my family a bit when we got in Friday night, but I was gassed, so we all had breakfast this morning, which was really nice. A calm start to what ended up being a wild day.
Brock here. It's Friday morning and I'm at the airport in Vancouver awaiting takeoff to Tampa Bay for the NHL All-Star Game! It's 6 am right now, meaning I didn't get much sleep last night; it's tough to crash right away after a game. That's why I'm writing this now because as soon as I get on the plane, I'll be lights out, good night, wake me in Tampa.
He plunked down on the black leather sofa in the lobby of the team hotel in Toronto Friday morning and delicately opened the wrapper of a breakfast sandwich - cheese on egg on sausage on an English muffin.