My hockey hero is Brian Gionta for his hard work. In college his coach told him he better get an education because he would never make it in hockey. Gionta proved him wrong, was drafted in the 2nd round, and broke the Devils scoring record with 48 goals. And off the ice he's a really nice guy. He takes the time to sign everybody's stuff, and take pictures with everyone. For him, signing a couple pucks is just a small gesture, but reallys means so much to the person receiving it.
My real life hero is my big brother, who's 4 years older. He's always been there for me in every way possible. He's not only my brother, but my best friend. I remember when we were little he brought me to the park and I was sitting on a bench and this kid shoved me off. I went crying to my brother, and you know what my brother did? He went and pushed THAT kid off! HA! :-D We were and still are partners in crime.
And whenever he would play roller hockey with his friends, he would always bring me to the park and let me tag along. And sometimes when he goes out, he comes back and just buys me stuff because he wants to. Sometimes he passes on hanging out with his friends to do stuff with me. And his friends are always like, "Dude...why would you want to hang out with your sister...?" and he'll say things like, "If you had her for a sister you'd understand." And really, I'm not that cool. He's just nice :-)
He helped me ditch school to go to Devils practices, and never got anything signed by the players himself because he was always concentrating on getting the players to sign MY stuff instead. He got me into hockey too and we always watch games together. But now that he's in college he always calls me after the games to talk about them. My brother buys me tickets all the time too, and I can pretty much assume that every year I'm going to a game on/near my birthday because of him.
And when he got a girlfriend a few years ago, I got really upset because I thought that he would always hang out with her instead of me. And he told me that no matter what, he would always love me the most.
He's always there for me to help, guide, and motivate me, and I can talk to him about anything. He pushes me to stride for the best, and he's always thinking of me, and I can honestly say that he cares more about me than I care about myself. He's the one who made all my really made all the best and funny childhood memories for me. If it wasn't for him, I'd be a completely different person. And I like how I turned out because of him.
sorry for the extreme rambling!!