In Blaine, Minnesota, winter doesn’t just arrive — it lingers, stretching across months, freezing ponds into glass and turning every driveway into a cathedral of ice. That’s where New York Rangers forward Jonny Brodzinski learned to shoot a puck, yes. But it’s also where he learned to lead.
The oldest of four boys, he commandeered the basement and the driveway, pulling Michael, Easton, and Bryce into games that lasted until darkness swallowed the sky.
“Jonny was a great big brother,” his father Mike told Forever Blueshirts. “He always included them in everything — knee hockey, hockey at the park.