“Jesus saves, and Espo scaws on the rebound!”
I actually met Phil Esposito on an airplane. He was putting his coat away in the overhead bin in the first class class cabin, as I walked past I congratulated him and he smiled and shook my man, saying “Thank you, young man”.
I will never forget his handshake. Mind you, he didn’t try to crush my hand, but you could feel the latent strength in that hand. My God, this was a guy who stood in the pocket right in the front of the enemy goal and had to muscle out the big brawny goons with his arms, shoulders, and elbows.
What a guy!