Kindle Notes & Highlights
by
Phil Bourque
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April 3 - April 4, 2020
The bond you form when you win a Stanley Cup is something that I can’t properly explain.
I called her up and said, “Hey, Donkey. You probably should change your address, because your private detective report came to my house.”
When you’re me, though, you always prioritize having fun.
Don’t ever let someone tell you that money buys happiness, because I’m living proof that it does not.
Think about that. Think about how scary that is, knowing what we know now. It makes you cringe just thinking about it. The sport has changed so much.
I played in 10 Stanley Cup playoff series—all with the Penguins—and we won nine of them.
You bet your ass he is. I love that man so much. I care about him. I like seeing him smile. But our relationship is even deeper than that.
Mikey is so private. He’s so reserved. He’s a lone wolf who likes to howl at the moon all by himself on most occasions.
But I’ll say this: I’ve been broadcasting Penguins games for 15 years. Never, not one time, has a player confronted me about anything I’ve said on the air. Likewise, never, not one time, has anyone from the Pittsburgh Penguins told me to tone down my style. They have always, always trusted me to walk the line, and I can’t tell you how much that means to me. It’s just me being me.
The little Two-Niner, as some like to call him.
I wouldn’t want to be a part of any other organization. I’m a Pittsburgh Penguin for life.
The Penguins are still going strong in 2019, and so am I. What a thrill it’s been. It took me quite a while to get here, but I’m a happy man.
He was asked one time what he loved about Pittsburgh, and he said, “KIT KAT bars and all of the pretty girls.”
His whole attitude toward hockey was, If you’re my teammate, you’re my best friend. If you’re not, there’s a pretty good chance that I will kill you tonight.
It was truly an honor to play with the greatest hockey player of all time, to win championships with that guy.
He wasn’t a great skater, didn’t have a booming shot, and wasn’t a big guy. But you can find his bust at the Hockey Hall of Fame in Toronto.
