This is a hockey love story. But it was a love that was unrequited. Born in Montreal, Bernie Saunders had a passion for playing hockey in his boyhood, teens and into his twenties. And yet, stymied at every turn, he faced a malevolence that had nothing to do with his prodigious talent, which he showed at every level. Instead he heard only taunts from opponents, spectators, coaches, and even his own teammates. The problem was that he was Black. He continued to play nonetheless, adopting a style akin to the historic house slave, meant to serve but remain invisible. He was drafted by the Quebec Nordiques and played for them for two years, but spent most of his years in the Junior leagues in Canada and the USA. This is a memoir about being Black while playing professional hockey, by someone who was not a star, but who had the potential to become one, and who was blocked at almost every turn simply because of the colour of his skin. In the end, it was all too much for Bernie. Dogged and overwhelmed by racism, he finally quit hockey for a successful career in the corporate sector. Woven throughout his story is Bernie's love of family, especially his brother, John, also a hockey player and an Emmy-nominated ESPN broadcaster, who tragically died too young.