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A/N: Thanks for the reviews to this. I hope you don't mind but this is the end. I might do a sequel featuring Andrew if it generates enough interest.

Hockey's Hottest Star

Chapter Four- The Retirement

I have been commissioned to write the final article in this series once again because of the closeness to the subject.

My husband, Dylan Michalchuk is retiring from hockey this week. It is his last game this Saturday. It's the end of an era for him…and me, in a way.

I know the first question on your mind is why he's retiring. He's getting older and wants to be able to remember his family. He knows another serious injury could take years to recuperate from this time instead of weeks or a few months. He prefers health to whatever it is he's giving up.

I'm going to reminisce here for a minute, please indulge me. I remember the first time I saw Dylan on the ice. We weren't even friends but his sister dragged me to a game. He moved with such elegance, grace and fluidity that I was in awe. He belonged on the ice, still does but not all the time. He won that game for Degrassi in the last twenty seconds of the game. It was amazing.

I also remember the first time he took our son out on the ice. Andrew already knew how to skate and played hockey but watching them interact on the ice was priceless. Andrew skated circles around Dylan, with speed and agility that impressed us both. Dylan couldn't be out done and started in on some tricks he managed to perfect over the years.

After their little test of skills on the ice, the two men in my life collapsed onto the ice with laughter. It was fun to watch from the bench. I still can't skate for the life of me but I love to watch.

I digress from his retirement, thank you for indulging a loving husband with his memories.

Dylan made the announcement that this was to be his last season at the beginning of the season. There was a general concern floating around about why he was leaving. We've heard rumors that he's dying, that he's ill, and that he's just tired of playing.

Let's squelch these rumors right now. He's not dying, at least not any time soon, no illness has surfaced, in fact he's healthy as a horse. And as far as tired of playing, that's ridiculous. He loves this game more than anything, except his family.

He's leaving the game because it's the right decision; for him, for me and for our son. He wants more time at home and less on the road. He doesn't want to miss Andrew's graduation from college or our anniversary. We've been apart far too often on important days. His priorities have changed more to the family oriented side now.

I hope none of you resent him for leaving earlier than most players. He'll continue to do some form of sports oriented profession but we aren't sure what that is yet. I know he'd like to thank all of his fans and supporters over the years. You make this job worth it and he'd never change a minute of it.

Thank you for taking the time out of your very busy day to read the last article of this series. Who knows, I may be back writing about our son before you know it. He's taking the same path as his father and we couldn't be more proud of him.

Thank you for supporting my husband all these years. I appreciate it, Dylan appreciates it more and you'll never know exactly how much. So please, trust me when I say that every single fan is appreciated and loved. There isn't much of a sport without you.

This is Marco Del Rossi-Michalchuk signing off of this wonderful subject, my husband.