I’m sorry. I’m a goalie. Well, I was born in Manitoba, so I’m a goolie if you don’t mind. I’m afraid I mighta misheard you. You want me to put what over my face?

Listen, sonny. We’re playing hockey here. We got knives on our feet and clubs in our hands and mischief in our hearts. We’re not planning on robbing a train. I’m too old to go trick or treating. This ain’t baseball, and I ain’t no catcher. Baseball is for sissies and Americans, which is much the same thing. I ain’t wearing a mask, and that’s final.

You don’t get into the Polish American Sports Hall of Fame by wearing a mask. I’m in there, and I ain’t even Polish.