What did I know about Sean Pronger? Pretty much only that he is the older brother of Chris Pronger, who made the list of 100 Greatest NHL Players in History and also was kind of a dick on the ice (but not Avery levels, at least). Chris is also one of the examples of the bad shit that can happen to professional hockey players - post-concussion syndrome symptoms forced him into early retirement.
But Sean? He may have lacked a little bit of his brother's je ne sais quoi in the ice, but seems like he got the family's lionshare of better personalities. He is funny. This book is actually opened by Chris, who talks with slight humility about how being the star player is maybe not as fulfilling as being the worker bee fourth-liner, because "they probably work harder than anyone else and they may even enjoy it more than anyone else, because every shift means something to them."
A lot of this memoir is just up and down, back and forth between the minors and The Show, it's dizzying to read and must be even moreso to live. It was an intense amount of hard work, with difficulties surrounding moving and trades, but you are left with the knowledge that Sean would never change what he did or how he did it, because the simple fact of the matter is: he got to play hockey, somewhat frequently, in the best league in the world. There's nothing better than that.
Side note: I did enjoy the call out to Fedorov's little brother, who had the talent to make it, but couldn't find the wherewithal to be a team player and not like, a giant goddamn asshole.
What else do you need to know about Sean Pronger? At the end of the book, he makes up a fantasy team of all the best players in the various leagues he's played with or against and makes himself the healthy scratch.