IN THE Jan. 24
press conference announcing his retirement, Mario Lemieux, a catch in his
voice, reminded young NHL players to revel in their careers because everything
passes, and quickly. The sentiment might have been directed toward his Penguins
prot�g�, Sidney Crosby, who was in attendance, but the bittersweet irony is
that Lemieux, 40, didn't always follow his own advice. Until his comeback in
December 2000, from a retirement 3 1/2 years earlier, he seemed to be working
at rather than playing hockey, shredding defenses and record books almost with
a Gallic shrug. There was undeniable grace to his game, just few grace notes or
embellishments. Lemieux, of course, returned five years ago as a different
player, a center who filtered the action rather than dominated it. But he also
returned as a different man. He connected to hockey in a new way, promoting the
game and the NHL, which he once derided as a "garage league." In turn,
fans connected to him. Ultimately an irregular heartbeat, which sidelined him
in December, forced Lemieux's second retirement. After 690 goals, two Stanley
Cups and an Olympic gold medal, the man who belatedly uncovered a passion for
hockey had to listen to his heart.
