[i][b]"About three or four days later, the 'Cats broke training camp and returned to Ivor Wynne Stadium, and Morreale went to pick up his stuff while the team was preparing for practice.
“That was tough, going back and seeing someone else in my locker,? said Morreale.
He had already gone to teammate Auggie Barrenechea and asked him to take over his locker.
“If someone was going to take it, I wanted it to be someone I really respect and know that they understood what that meant to me,? said Morreale. “It may sound so silly now — it's just a locker — but it was my locker for a long time.
“It was all pats on the back and smiles and hugs and laughter, and you put on the brave face and then you put your stuff in the car and you take off and go ‘Oh my God.'?[/b][/i]
I remember that day like it was yesterday.
I was doing some last minute techie-type stuff in the locker room before the team arrived by bus from training camp for good.........then Mikey walked in before the team was to arrive looking absolutely shell-shocked, with a few green garbage bags in his hand......since it was only him and myself in there, and we had become pretty good friends, we sat down and talked about the situation. Not being an athlete myself, I just listened and tried to offer words of comfort......being in Locker #1 (a pecking order thingy), he was concerned who would inherit it and he even left his bathrobe for the next guy......as it turned out, Jessie Lumsden got it if memory serves (not Auggie).........it was the wierdest feeling helping him carry out his stuff to his car because he was a Hamilton legend in many ways......and those bags represented an end to that.......I was tempted to say, "just refuse to go !!"..........but I knew inside it didn't work that way...... sadly.
anyways, yeah, it was a strange and sad process to witness for a person not used to what these athletes go through in their career.