It must be harrowing for any hockey player to realize that you've cut someone with a stick...but imagine what Steve Tuttle must've been feeling in those first few seconds after the collision. Bad enough to feel your skate make contact with anything besides the ice, but that poor guy probably got up from his collision, looked over to Malarchuk, and then realized "oh my God, I just slashed his neck open." Honestly, it's amazing that *only* three players vomited on the ice, two fans had heart attacks, and eleven others fainted. I'm sort of impressed that it didn't cause all-out hysteria for everyone involved. Bless Jim Pizutelli for saving Malarchuk's life with his Army medic training!
Clint's memoir is a really good read, would recommend it to anyone.
It must be harrowing for any hockey player to realize that you've cut someone with a stick...but imagine what Steve Tuttle must've been feeling in those first few seconds after the collision. Bad enough to feel your skate make contact with anything besides the ice, but that poor guy probably got up from his collision, looked over to Malarchuk, and then realized "oh my God, I just slashed his neck open."
Honestly, it's amazing that *only* three players vomited on the ice, two fans had heart attacks, and eleven others fainted. I'm sort of impressed that it didn't cause all-out hysteria for everyone involved. Bless Jim Pizutelli for saving Malarchuk's life with his Army medic training!