minus all the losses I've had nothing but wins

there is a hockey team that exists right now that consists solely of defensive pair mae batherson and kendall cooper alone in the middle of the desert

“nobody is making you do this” i am driven by unnatural forces you will never even begin to comprehend

the concept of hockey. as a sport

the concept of the nhl draft combine is like..... the themes and narratives of this are so heavy handed I'd be annoyed if it was in a book

are you a “if i don’t accurately pinpoint what background character 37 is eating in this scene I might die” fic writer or a “if i have to go back and rewatch one (1) episode for basic fact-checking purposes i might die” fic writer

"go to hell" is basic. "i hope your favorite player goes to a truly evil team and has the best playoff performance of his career" is smart. it's possible. it's terrifying. Its happening to me