Richard Petiot 10-11: Don't Ya Tell Henry

I always cheer for the Richard Petiot's of the world. In fact, one of the earliest players I ever followed was a fellow named Larry Mavety. He'd always be in the fall guides and magazines; he'd get maybe one sentence that went "Doug Barrie, Ray McKay and Larry Mavety are also in the mix." The mix. Man, the mix didn't treat Larry Mavety very well. The mix laughed at Larry Mavety. Passed on him every time, and then caused coaching staffs to forget his name all year long. Even guys like Gerry Odrowski--once injured in a game playing for the Oakland Seals in NYC (against the Rangers) and forgotten by the team (he was released from the hospital and had to make his own way home. Good lord what an awful thing to do to a person)--enjoyed NHL careers. Not Larry Mavety. Not one game. Not one minute. Oh sure, he played in the WHA (big whoop) but never played a game in the National Hockey League. He was close, by God. Larry Mavety knows it, and so do I. I followed him ...