I hear a lot of "Poor Pat ... Poor Pat." C'mon folks, do not give me your sympathy. I graduated high school in New Jersey in 1976 and six years later became a linesman in the NHL. I worked almost 2,000 games. I've met almost every legend in hockey, worked a lot of the biggest games. I've met U.S. presidents and was invited to the White House. So many people dream of the life I've led.
"Poor Pat." Give me a freakin' break.
I would agree to get kicked in the face once a month if I could get back on the ice in the National Hockey League.