The mere mention of the name strikes fear into the heart of man. Already a household name as a high school state champion (2009) goal tender, Rothwell entered the VMA in 2013 as the #2 goaltender on the Whalers depth chart. He quickly established himself as the heir apparent to the Great Gray, going (6-2-1) in 9 starts, and getting the nod (and win) in a classic playoff goalie duel in the Semi-Finals vs the Rats, winning 2-1. But like many goalies, Rothwell had his vices. A vicious addiction to playing flag football (I kid you not) derailed the netminder's path to greatness. With only 3 starts in 14-15 and only 1 start in the 15-16 season, his career has taken a mighty turn into oblivion. None the less, he was a critical piece to the Whalers second Cup (2014). He wears a dark mask. Dark like a dolls eyes. They say if you lock eyes with Rothwell, you'll get lost in the vast depths of the universe. You don't know if he's livin, er breathing - until he turns aside your shot like childsplay. Some suggest the cross on his helmet is representative to his affection for Swiss women.