You don’t know me, but I know you. More specifically, I know of you. I’ve seen all of your fights online. I was playing in Providence, the Boston Bruins farm team, when you TKO’d Shawn Thornton a couple years back. I was on the first year of my NHL contract with the Bruins, just waiting for my chance. Word was that Thornton would be out for a couple of weeks. I was shitting my pants thinking that I might get called up. The Bruins were playing against Buffalo the next week, where you would be waiting. I sat there and I wondered if this was the time. Shouldn’t I feel excited about this? And then I went back and re-watched all of your fights. It didn’t help. It got worse. But I signed up for this, and I forced myself to accept it. Once I dispersed all that fear, I prepared myself and I was ready. I would do the job. Or I would die trying.