Tie Domi offers this cautionary advice for Hamilton drivers.
“Don’t get scared if you see my great big head going down the highway,” laughs the former NHL, who was in Ancaster last night and will be at FirstOntario Centre Sunday, promoting his new book “Shift Work.”
Domi’s public appearances these days are accompanied by a 48-foot double-wide trailer, wrapped in the cover art from Shift Work, and loaded with memorabilia from his unique NHL career. It will be parked outside Copps Coliseum Sunday afternoon, when Domi takes “Shift Work” to the Hamilton Bulldogs game against Peterborough, Domi’s old junior team.
The book is an attempt to put it all in context, to explain where he’d come from, the values his blue-collar immigrant parents instilled and which he’s attempted to teach his own three children.
By: Rosie DiManno : Toronto Star
Tie Domi tilts back his head, pressing a finger against the tip of his oft-busted schnoz.
Kind of like saying “AH’’ with his nostrils.
I say ACCHHH! Nose porn!
A dark empty cavity. No tissue, no septum.
Face now mere inches away, I examine Domi’s mug for remnants from a lifetime of enforcer hockey. Tapestry of scars across the top of his lips, cuticle indentations above the eyes, trellis of fading stitch marks spilling down one cheek.