life's unfair man, what can i tell you. when the potential consequences of making such a change include severe and potentially career-ending injuries, you have to do what is ultimately right, even if it isn't fair.
it reminds me of quite the ethical dilemma I faced when I was 28. I was driving down the road and saw what appeared to be 2 homeless people arguing over something (from what I could gather, one of them was accusing the other one of stealing his expired medication). I could see the argument escalating, and I felt like if i didn't intervene someone could be hurt or killed. I pulled my car over- not because I was worried about their safety, but because I had a really good idea. in my igloo cooler, I had 2 ham sandwiches I was planning on eating once I got home to the Motel 6 I have been living in for the better part of 2 decades. I grabbed both sandwiches, got out of the car and faced the 2 men. and here was my ethical dilemma- if I gave them one of the ham sandwiches, there was a very real possibility that they would fight over it. if I gave each of them a ham sandwich, I wouldn’t have anything to eat for dinner. the three of us stared at each other for an eternity; me clenching my sandwich and them wondering why someone just pulled over holding a ham sandwich. so- what to do? what’s right? or what’s fair?
in the end, I kept both ham sandwiches, eating them both before I arrived at my motel room. the sick, ironic twist? I had completely forgotten that I had 14 ham sandwiches at home in my tool box under the sink. I sobbed as I shoveled those 14 sandwiches down my throat, my mucusy snot bubbles mixing with the smoked virginia ham. now, you can say I didn’t do what was RIGHT, but dammit, I also didn’t do what was FAIR. and that’s why goalies should be off limits when playing the puck behind the net, I don’t know how to make it any clearer.