I had almost finished a 100% trivial Miscelleneous post, when I read some terrible news on a friend’s blog. I checked a few other sites, because I didn’t wanted to believe it, but it’s true.
It has now turned out that Cologne Sharks goalie’s brain tumor is terminal. Robert Müller is going to die from it! OH MY GOD!
It was a shock for the German hockey community when he, who also is a goalie for Team Germany, was diagnosed with a brain tumor in 2006. He had surgery, chemo and everything and came back to play hockey after a few months, which was a miracle itself. He transfered to the Cologne Sharks in 2007 and was an integral part of their success last season. He did a great job for the national team in Halifax. It was known that part of the tumor was still there, but I think everyone thought it was under control and not life-threatening anymore.
A few weeks ago though he had to have another surgery and treatments and I think every hockey fan hoped that it was just a minor procedure and that Robert would bounce back from that surgery just as he did from the first one. And he even possibly might, but it doesn’t change the fact that the tumor itself is uncurable and that its still growing and that it’s going to kill him.
He went public with this himself in an article in a big German newsmagazine today. He has a stage IV glioblastoma and the treating specialist is quoted with “Most patients with these tumors survive less than a year. Only 3% of the patients survive up to 5 years. Robert has already exceed the life expectancy for this kind of tumor.” OH MY GOD!
I still can’t believe this. I don’t want to believe this. Robert still hasn’t given up to come back on the ice, to be a goalie for the Sharks once more. I still can’t grasp this. I don’t know what I would do, if I got a diagnosis like this. All I know is that besides his family (wife and two little kids) hockey is his life and thus I hope and pray that he will get the chance to be back on the ice playing hockey once more. He is already practicing again, because the tumor doesn’t actually trouble him, it doesn’t hurt or anything and that’s what makes the whole thing so unpredictable.
He is only 28 years old. Life can be so cruel. And unfair and just… I’m at loss for words. Who cares about getting into the playoffs or winning the championship? There are so many so much more important things.