I'm well over halfway into Bob Probert's book and it's pretty shocking. He talks about fights a lot, but a large part of the book is about his visits to rehab, sneaking out to get drunk in rehab, the nurses he picked up, times he did coke, how he got a certain player into coke, other times he got drunk, and how insanely fast he'd drive cars and bikes. How many speeding tickets he got, border issues and the backroom court dealings where he was almost deported to Canada and not allowed to return to the US.
The book wasn't done when he died, so his wife finished it. Her writing style is a lot different (neither is good) and it's respectable of her to finish it. But it's odd how, in the opening part where they're describing the day he died while out on his boat with the family, she stops to talk about her chiseled jawline, beautiful green eyes and all that.