It was Jan. 5, 1975. Crouch, then 18, was in net for the Junior A Markham Waxers, playing against the Royal York Royals at a rink in North Toronto. As he recalls it, the play was routine. The outcome was not.

“There was a puck entering into our zone. And as a goalie, I raced out, slid on my left side, and as I did, two players jumped over me and one of their skates caught me on the side of the neck,” said Crouch.

Black and white images, captured by a local newspaper photographer, show the players suspended in air moments before impact. Then a dazed Crouch, sitting in a spreading pool of his own blood, with the man who saved his life, team trainer Joe Piccininni, desperately working to staunch the flow.

Almost five decades later, Crouch recalls that the emergency surgery lasted three hours, but can’t remember how many stitches it took to sew him back up. A case review saved in his scrapbook, details the devastating injuries — extensive muscle and nerve damage, a nick to a vertebrae, the carotid artery completely severed and the jugular vein mostly cut through.

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    11 months ago

    There’s a slim chance I’ll be killed riding my bike, but I still do it.

    That’s a false equivalency.

    A better one is that there’s a slim chance you’d be hit by a car but you still wear your bike helmet anyway. And I bet you do.