I'd just like to take this moment to recount an (abridged) tale of my first Red Wings game in person.
In the pre-pre-game warmups, the guys were all lined up along the boards and would do the drill where they pass to the guy in the center and he'd shoot it on net. Whatever. No big deal.
Anyway, I'm up against the boards watching everything with rapt amazement. At one point, Homer was directly in front of me and chatting with someone to his left (Hudler?). Anyway, out of the corner of my eye I see this massive red bullet come flying into my field of view and full-speed check the BEJESUS out of Homer right into the glass. I mean he LAID into him hard.
And that bullet was Franzen.