I went to play hockey last night. I don't go on Friday night often, but I had time this week and didn't get any other ice time this week. Seemed like a great chance. When I got to the rink, I found a couple of players from my team were there. Very cool. Good practice could be had, and we did. While we were changing, one of them told me a sad story. Mark, one of the players on one of the teams against which we play and with which we practice, had a heart attack while playing on the very ice surface...