jer_33 Posted March 10, 2016 Report Share Posted March 10, 2016 (edited) If you haven't seen/read these you can continue to scroll down to see a post from Bryan Trottier. http://www.theplayerstribune.com/doug-gilmour-nhl-letter-to-my-younger-self/ Dear 13-year-old Doug,Writing you here from the future. It’s 2016. Still cold as hell in Ontario. No flying cars yet. They have these things called protein shakes though. They’re delicious. They even have a cookies-and-cream flavor. You’re stuck with the cans of Ensure. I can see you cringing, man. That weird powdered vanilla out of the tin can. Tastes like chalk. Dad makes you drink two cans a day because you’re 5-foot-2, 105 pounds, and you know damn well that Bobby Orr is 6-feet, 200 pounds. The only way to get there is to chug Ensure and pray for a growth spurt. It’s brutal. So learn to repeat this over and over, like your own little mantra: He’s just too small. Oh yeah? F— you. Edited March 10, 2016 by jer_33 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
segathon Posted March 10, 2016 Report Share Posted March 10, 2016 its a great read. I had to re-remember the pre Toronto years for Doug. Totally forgot about his time in Calgary. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
smozoma Posted March 10, 2016 Report Share Posted March 10, 2016 Playing in the NHL in the ’80s is like waterskiing behind a 10-horse engine. Half the time, you’re just holding on for dear life. What’s a penalty? Who knows. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
clockwise Posted April 14, 2016 Report Share Posted April 14, 2016 This is pretty cool. I'd like to see a letter like this from the players during the 70's, because those guys only knew two things: drinking and playing drunk hockey. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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