Aeroforce
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His is an inspiring story, but at the same time apparently with an unhappy ending. In hindsight, he believes he suffered his debilitating concussion in his very first NHL game, fighting Luke Schenn. But after finally making it to the show, he just couldn't pull himself out of the lineup.
He just posted a blog titled "Isle of Healing" that is very candid. The fight debate is ongoing, and I admit to liking them; but his story will obviously be a part of conversation.
The entire blog is here: http://www.bobbyrobins.com/isle-of-healing/
And here's and excerpt:
I’m back! I’ve emerged from the cave and what a trip it’s been. I went from the highest peak at the highest level to the lowest valley of doom. I’ve seen it all, man. And I’ve learned more about myself, my world, and the world around me in the past seven months than I had learned in the previous 33 years.
This concussion has shown me many truths.
I had some serious blinders on! I used to think they were a good thing because they kept me focused on my goal way up there at the top of the mountain. I’ve come to realize that those blinders kept me separate from people who needed my help.
I’ve learned what’s important. And what’s not. I’ve seen my greatest flaws and also my greatest gifts. Here’s a clue: punching people in the face, while entertaining, exhilarating, and strangely poetic, is not one of my greatest gifts. It’s a means that got me to the top league in the world and to see a childhood dream fulfilled. And for that, I’m grateful.
He just posted a blog titled "Isle of Healing" that is very candid. The fight debate is ongoing, and I admit to liking them; but his story will obviously be a part of conversation.
The entire blog is here: http://www.bobbyrobins.com/isle-of-healing/
And here's and excerpt:
I’m back! I’ve emerged from the cave and what a trip it’s been. I went from the highest peak at the highest level to the lowest valley of doom. I’ve seen it all, man. And I’ve learned more about myself, my world, and the world around me in the past seven months than I had learned in the previous 33 years.
This concussion has shown me many truths.
I had some serious blinders on! I used to think they were a good thing because they kept me focused on my goal way up there at the top of the mountain. I’ve come to realize that those blinders kept me separate from people who needed my help.
I’ve learned what’s important. And what’s not. I’ve seen my greatest flaws and also my greatest gifts. Here’s a clue: punching people in the face, while entertaining, exhilarating, and strangely poetic, is not one of my greatest gifts. It’s a means that got me to the top league in the world and to see a childhood dream fulfilled. And for that, I’m grateful.