Whats In A Name?

Did you know:  Almost every single good name for a blog has been taken?  Its true.  And most of those blogs haven't been updated in years.  I'd been trying to come up with a name for this blog for a little while now, and I finally got it last night.

Last night I was in the shower after playing hockey, and I was checking out this sweet bruise on my arm from this douchebag's helmet after I decked him.  I was mentally comparing it to other bruises I've taken from blocked shots, and the thought occurred to me that sacrificing your body is perhaps the greatest part of this game.  

Anyone who has played the game knows that you show off your bruises like badges of honor.  A big bruise on your belly is like a big flashing neon sign that says "My heart is THIS big!"  Football is the only other US sport that can rival hockey in terms of pure physicality, but even in football, you don't see guys deliberately sacrificing their body on the same level.  There is nothing in any other sport to match the blocked shot.  More than anything else in the game, laying down in front of a rubber bullet exemplifies the commitment and the heart that makes hockey great, on every level from youth to adult recreational right on up to the NHL.  

Naming a blog after one of the single most admirable aspects of the game has gotta be a good start, right?