Roy opened up like never before about his time in Montreal, as well as admitting to suffering from anxiety.
"I remember that, sometimes, I would get watery-eyed on the plane. I missed Montreal. Usually, after a trip, my wife Michèle would pick me up. But this time I came back with Pierre Lacroix. He was my GM, but above all he was a friend and my former agent. I told him I was afraid to disappoint. Pierre looked at me and said: "Will you stop this? Just be yourself and everything will be fine. From that moment on, I took the pressure off myself.
"My next door neighbour in Colorado was Mike Keane. We used to travel together. We became very good friends. He helped me through it all.
"It was in Colorado that I discovered I was claustrophobic. Michel Lefebvre made my masks. Once, he put plaster in my face to make my mould. I only had to breathe through a straw. That was my first episode! The second, I had injured my neck and had to have an MRI [magnetic resonance imaging]. I looked at the doctor and said, "Sorry, but I can't do that!"
"That's when I found out that I had anxiety. In those days, we didn't know that. It was a different time. Like with concussions. The healer would tell you: "Take a shower and two Tylenols and go to bed. You'll be fine tomorrow. "
It's pretty crazy to see how much mental illness was minimized in the NHL back then!