On April 1, 2013 the Flyers traded away Harry Zolnierczyk.
The members of the Flyers have been trained to lose all identity so they could dissolve into one cohesive orange and black unit. They were trained to live for the crest on the front, not the name on the back. When one of them was moved from the team, the players didn’t understand it.
Zac Rinaldo looked up, tears in his eyes. He understood the situation less than anyone.
“Why did Flyer 37 have to leave? What does it all mean?”
Looking around the room, Kimmo Timonen asked, “Are you kidding me with this? He has a name it’s Harry Zussafruss. Err, Zolnerwick. Wait, I have this….it’s uhhhh, well, forget it. His name was Harry Z.”
Rinaldo still didn’t understand. He looked around, tears starting to fill his eyes.
“Harry Z….but you are a Flyer and just a Flyer, nothing else. What does it mean? What does it mean!?”
Wayne Simmonds looked up from the floor, his eyes bright with revelation as he said, “I think it means, when you get traded from the Flyers, you get a name.”
It was then that Rinaldo understood. “And his name was Harry Z! His name was Harry Z!”
“His name was Harry Z!” The locker room chanted it in unison. Except for Kimmo Timonen, who walked away shaking his head. He was working with idiots.