The news has come out today that Josh Harding is expected to retire this summer due to his ongoing battle with multiple sclerosis. Even though I knew it was coming, it’s sucked so much more than I thought it would. I've been a long-time Harding fan, and Josh has been with the Minnesota Wild for eight seasons and never really got a chance to be a starter, though he showed so much potential. It would be easy to mourn his career, a young man forced away from hockey in his prime, to grasp at ‘what-could-have-been’s. But maybe we should take a happier approach.

Back in late 2012, when Josh was first diagnosed, he said, “Even if it changes one person’s life to show that I’m not letting (MS) come between me and my goals, that would be awesome.” And I think Josh has changed the lives of so many. Just fearlessly battling the odds, no excuses, showing everyone that life is what you make it, and you can overcome anything.

I hope the best for Josh and his young family. And I hope he’ll always be remembered for what he is, a warrior and an inspiration.

a guy I work with has a 10-yr-old daughter who’s a big wild fan. She was shopping at the mall of America on Monday with her mom and ran into matt dumba. She got pictures and an autograph and he asked her if she went to a lot of games, and she said “we can’t because my dad says every time he looks there aren’t any, so I can just watch it on tv.”

Dumba turns to his agent and tells him to get her two tickets to the game tomorrow night v the Rangers.

Hockey players, man.