I try to hold back my laughter, I really do, but this man who is known to be the city’s biggest playboy and probably has more enemies than fans is wearing what’s supposed to be a floor-length dress, though it hits just below his knees. But he’s doing it on a Saturday night in the middle of November to make sure his best friend’s daughter has a good Halloween. And that sweet act is the last thing I expected from the notoriously hated hockey player.
