Excerpts from Pro Hockey, WHA 1975-76 (by Dan Proudfoot)
More than anyone else in hockey, Larry Hillman dreads telephone calls in the middle of the night. The early hours are when general managers wheel and deal, of course, and all too often the result of the wheeling and dealies is a player trade involving Larry (Morley) Hillman.
"Morley, I hate to tell you this, but we've had to trade you," manager's voice will say over the telephone, and Hillman will turn to his wife, as so many times before, and tell her that it has happened again.
The much-travelled Hillman has played for more than a dozen teams. He's even been part of a couple of Stanley Cup squads. But, sooner or later, comes the phone call. It's not that Hillman has anything wrong with him. On the contrary, he's a gentleman whose hockey gifts aren't quite at the superstar level, meaning he's far better than the average defenceman and eminently marketable. This time Morley at least got to finish the season with Cleveland Crusaders before Jets picked him up in a draft. "A good thing about this league," says Jets' Rudy Pilous, "is that players who can help other teams are made available in free, open drafts. That's how we got Hillman, free, and we know he can help us." All winter, Morley hopes.