All of this, of course, is in perfect keeping with his being a humble giant.
Robinson has never been one to brag, no matter that his name is engraved on the Stanley Cup nine times -- six as a player with the Montreal Canadiens, three more as a coach, assistant coach or consultant with the Devils.
He'll volunteer nothing about twice winning the Norris Trophy as the NHL's best defenseman, or being awarded the 1978 Conn Smythe Trophy as the most valuable player in the playoffs, or playing in 10 All-Star Games, or being inducted into the Hockey Hall of Fame in 1995, or, in 2007, having his No. 19 jersey retired by the Canadiens at Bell Centre.
In many ways, Robinson remains the aw-shucks country boy who skated into the NHL out of Marvelville, Ontario, an Ottawa Valley town so small that it doesn't have its own hospital; hence, his hometown often given as nearby Winchester, which does.
Robinson's role with the Sharks has been immense, whether he has served at training or development camps, studied and nurtured prospects in person or by video analysis, or offered wise, seasoned counsel to management.
In recent days he's texted with Wilson, DeBoer (whom he has described as "a great communicator") and Sharks players Joe Pavelski, Joe Thornton and Logan Couture.
To watch Robinson walk into any arena, dressing room or public event and observe the reaction -- respect, admiration, even awe -- is one of the special things in hockey. And why not, given his remarkable competitive history and gentle personality?