Paul Henderson
Building Your Mate’s Self-Esteem
I remember when I was 12 years old, playing in a peewee hockey game where we were getting destroyed. My father (and coach) stormed into the dressing room between periods and yelled at my teammates, “Listen up, you guys! Just give the puck to Paul and get out of his way!” I was mortified at the time, but later on it hit me. My Dad thinks I’m...