It never ceases to amaze me when NHL players, especially a veteran like Carolina's Ray Whitney, turn into petulant crybabies every time a hound asks for an autograph. Take Tuesday morning, for instance. Whitney was approached by four (yes, that's all) hounds as he made his way toward the St. Pete Times Forum.
"These are our biggest fans," he said, snidely, to anyone willing to listen before signing for us.
Granted, I've been called far worse things by much better people than Whitney. But I subscribe to the theory that if you don't want to sign, all you have to do is say "no." Then again, I'm more used to dealing with mature NHL players.
Here's some advice, Ray: Follow your captain's lead. You'll be a better, and bigger, man for it.