Tyler Seguin Has A Stanley Cup Tattoo On His Ass

i should just start posting about my goalie ocs

Tyson: He doesn’t get it. That’s okay, he’s hot.

hi. i wrote duhaime puppy play fic. since he’s barking in public and getting called doggy.

EDM vs CGY - round 2, game 1 | 05.18.22

Pet DeBoer speaking about Mason's disallowed goal in OT:

"I’d like to get an explanation. I didn’t get an explanation. I’d heard the referees had talked to some of the players. The players had told me what the referee said but you know, sometimes that gets lost in translation, especially with some of our players so *laughs* I don’t wanna comment on it until I get an official explanation."

Five minutes earlier:

└your 23-24 colorado avalanche

Patty watched Toews reach the end of his rope and then throw the whole damn thing away, challenging Joe to a fight. Joe gave it to him, but Patty could tell his heart wasn't really in it. In the locker room during intermission, Patty leaned in close.

"You think Toews needs seeing to?"

Joe looked thoughtful. "Yea. Yea, he needs something, that's for sure. You think it's our kinda deal?"

Patty nodded. "You didn't see him after; he looked like he was gonna cry when they dragged you off him."

Joe smirked, then sobered. "I believe you. Felt like he wasn't even fighting me, you know. I was just a stand-in."

Patty knew what he meant. They'd seen it before, these young kids rushed to the show, given no time to adjust before they were thrust into leadership roles, far too green and always unwilling to admit it. That's where he and Joe came in. They'd team up, let Toews tire himself out fighting before he'd finally allow himself to drop to his knees and be taken care of.

Later, Patty would make him breakfast and send him on his way, a shy but grateful smile spreading over his face.

Lol, such a smool person