>I'll get off the Bobby Orr kick after one more good one, a moment from a Sports Illustrated article a couple of years ago about his current life as an agent. He called up a hockey guy about a prospect he had and the guy's wife answered the phone. Orr asked if (whoever) was home. Who can I tell him is calling? she asked. Bobby Orr, he said. She said she just about fainted.
Excuse me for interupting, being from Edmonton I must ask . . . . Who is this Bobby Orr fellow?
I ain't skeert of nuttin eh?
Yikes! What was that?