I know everyone will think I wanted that to happen, because of where I ended up going, but I didn't. LA just happens to be one of the destinations that makes it a little easier. So, yeah, I'm grateful for that part, I guess. Plus I got company.
You know, it's not even . . . like I know everything's going to be fine, as soon as I get on the ice and we start camp and all that. Better than fine, I know it's a great team and I really am glad when I think about all the other places I might have ended up. It's just the part where I had this plan.
Two years ago, that's it, just two years ago, I had a conversation with Hemmer, and now out of the five guys I was convinced were going to be the so-called "core" of our team, only Hemmer is left. That part really sucks. Not for the Oilers, because it's obvious they're going in the right direction, it just sucks for me. Say whatever you want about me, I don't care, but know that I took that shit seriously. I'll always wish I'd done a better job with that A on my sweater.
It's okay. I don't quit. I'll figure this all out eventually.
I had a great time. What else can I say? We'll see you assholes in the Western Conference final soon, I'm sure of it. Remember, when I beat you, it's nothing personal.
[So long, and thanks for all the fish.]