Braydon Coburn wants some pub.

Here's how he goes about getting it.

I'm standing outside the Flyers' locker room at their practice facility in Voorhees, N.J. Tuesday minding my own business waiting for general manager Paul Holmgren to come talk to us in tongues about the whole salary cap fiasco surrounding Danny Briere when I get a punch in the arm.

It wasn't a hard punch, but it was one of those jabs that lets you know it would have hurt if it were any harder - and that there could be a lot more behind it.

Startled, I turned to my right to see Braydon Coburn hovering over me.

"I read your story," he said.

Immediately I begin to wrack my brain for something I wrote about him that was negative. I can't come up with anything.

"The column you wrote about the draft class of 2003," he said.

Wait a second... I had nothing but good things to say about Coburn in that story.

"You give Richie and Carts credit for winning that gold medal for Canada in World Juniors but I guess you forgot I was on that team," he says with a smile.

I now realize He's breaking them for me.

Not wanting to miss a chance to give it right back to him, I feigned a quizzical expression and said, "You were on that team?"

Coburn threw his hands up in disbelief. "Are you kidding me?" He asked.

"Yes, I am," I said. "I guess you defensemen just get overlooked sometimes."

He was still perplexed.

"Overlooked," he asked. "Do you know what I had to do? I had to shut down (Evgeni) Malkin in that game?"

At which point, I offered up an insincere mea culpa that was enough for Coburn. But I promised him I'd address it. I got one quick sentence into my notes at the bottom of the Danny Briere story in today's edition of the paper, but I have now also dedicated an entire blog to it.

The thing is, he's right. He was an absolute defensive stud for that Canadian squad. As talented as they were, they did need to rely on defense, especially against the highly-skilled Russians, to earn that gold.

Happy now Braydon?