I think about hockey a lot. More specifically - I think about Detroit Red Wings hockey a lot. The amount of love I have for this organization goes way back to my younger years when I would spend most of my summers on my grandma's uneven driveway standing in front of a rinky-dink net that was a gift to my uncle way before I was even born. I loved playing goalie. It was my thing, I was a weird kid. Most of the guys in my neighborhood had no interest in putting on the ripped-up pads held together by stale sweat and duct tape that were available to us.