A little more than a third of the NHL season has elapsed, and the Golden Knights are sitting pretty in terms of the playoff chase. Vegas have held the top spot in the Pacific for nearly a month and they are just one point off the league lead.
With it has come a ton of optimism from the projection models, starting with VGK standing as an overwhelming favorite to reach the playoffs.
Make Playoffs
MoneyPuck: 94%
The Athletic: 96%
Hockey Reference: 97%
William Hill: 94%
The reason it seems clear the Golden Knights will make the postseason for the 7th season out of eight is that everyone has them reaching at least 103 points.
Points Projection
MoneyPuck: 103
The Athletic: 104
Hockey Reference: 104
William Hill: 104
The models vary a bit in regards to the Pacific Division. It’s essentially considered a two-horse race between Vegas and Edmonton. The statistical model still prefers the Golden Knights while the analytical one leans towards the Oilers.
Win Division
MoneyPuck: 41%
Hockey Reference: 58%
William Hill: 50% (+100)
As for the big prize, there’s not nearly as much belief. There are just six teams with a points percentage better than .600 and 10 above .500. Yet, Vegas is not receiving more than a one-in-ten shot to win the conference, and the Cup odds are much longer.
Win Western Conference
MoneyPuck: 9%
The Athletic: 7%
William Hill: 11% (+800)
Win Stanley Cup
MoneyPuck: 3.2%
The Athletic: 3.0%
Hockey Reference: 7.3%
William Hill: 6.3% (+1500)
The Golden Knights have already proven they are among the league’s elite. However, they still need to win a lot more to convince people that they are truly the best team in the league.
Emmanuel
Most contenders will load up at the deadline so early projections are meaningless.
Larry
VGK are certainly in an enviable position right now even with a daunting 3 game trip ahead of them.
I expect the jets and wild to return to their middle of the road capabilities while the avs oilers and stars will rise as the season wears on and the kings will go as far as their questionable goaltending takes them and that applies to the nucks as well
Our best path forward with this presently constituted squad is hope for our defense to be an elite and driving force as our offense will have stretches where goals will be at a premium.
John W
The most heartening development of late is the firming of the defense. This has led to Aiden’s streak of excellent games, and wins against top teams.
ASSUMING reasonably good health, I still think we are at least 1 wing short….Love Holtz, but I think Hertl needs a more reliable scorer on his right wing, and Roy needs to stay as 4c. I would say McCrimmon needs to go shopping.
But overall, not bad so far…..not bad.
Emmanuel
I still think Holtz is a victim of bad puck luck. RW are the cheapest commodity in the NHL, easy to find one if needed.
knights fan in minny
lanch and sharks trade goalies
Emmanuel
This is a “hockey trade”, probably the most valuble asset is the late 2nd rounder.
ThG
left wing loonie arrested in PA on assassin in Healthcare CEO in NY, possibly related to on line poster ?
TS
So how do you know he’s a ” left- winger”???? There ARE ” right- wingers” who use violence to make statements….like the JAN 6 Capitol attackers, the Proud Boys and all those Right Wing Militia groups..you know, THOSE violent Right- wingers…curious, huh???
TS
Or those Trump shooters, BOTH were Repubs, yet they tried to take put the Corrupt One— how very odd to know that even REPUBS detest the Corrupt One…
T!im
Whatever your feelings are about the healthcare shooter one thing for sure is he sent tremors through the healthcare industry because it’s been exposed how corrupt they are. People not getting care they deserve and paid for so stockholders can show a profit. You wonder why a lot of the posts on social media are praising the shooter for exposing whats really going on with all the media coverage.
Vic
Tim, you’ve been an Indians fan too long. So idiots on social media and other circles think it’s ok to shoot and kill a CEO (husband, son and father) because they are upset over corporate policy? What’s next ? Take out the hot dog vendor, the mechanic or the pizza guy due to poor service? It’s fine to challenge any policy one may not agree with, but there are ways to make your voice heard without destroying many lives in the process. I’m guessing some sort of drug addiction played a role.
ThG
that’s not TIM it’s T!im
you aren’t fooling anyone T ! I M …. !
ThG
As usual you are full of shit, anyone with a brain can do the research (he gave to democrats, Ivy Leaguer, climate cult member, etc.) and no the other shooter gave money to Biden. So shut your lying piehole, crazy loonie bin. No one here believes your ranting bull shit.
Top Dog
Ignore the village idiot, ThG. No brain cells functioning due to tweaker molecule invaders taking over.
TS
Botyom Dog, put your Crack Pipe away. You’re NOT real, moron!! You’re TGQ’S IMAGINARY FRIEND, FOOL!!
TS
Thqueer, i never said anything about contributions to Biden
I said the 2 Trump shooters were both known to be REPUGNANTS. .I ASJED how you knew the latest shpoter was a Dem. I.DID mention your Party’s Proud Boys and Militias who were there Jan 6. I ALSO mentioned alllll those Jan, 6 attackers, ALL REPUB AND ALL VIOLENT
.LEARN TO READ, FOOL.
Top Dog
Piehole is so whacked out today, can’t even complete a sentence. Must be the tweaker drugs kicking in.
The adults are having a conversation, get back to your circle.
ThG
bha ha ha ha, BLM Antifa were involved in J6 as was DC mayor (refusing national guard, along with Nancy Smellosi) and the cops had ex FBI (Ray Epps) inciting the crowd. They are all going to get pardoned. Nancy is going to jail, where you can visit her. Take your bull shit elsewhere.
ThG
The Real News -facts>>>
A scathing report Wednesday exposing House Speaker Nancy Pelosi’s key role in the catastrophic security and intelligence failures that left the US Capitol vulnerable to a violent attack on January 6, 2021.
“Leadership and law enforcement failures within the U.S. Capitol left the complex vulnerable on January 6, 2021,” says the report, which is based on a trove of texts and email messages, and testimony from Capitol Police leaders and rank-and-file officers.
House Sergeant at Arms Paul Irving, who answered to Pelosi as one of three voting members of the Capitol Police Board, “succumbed to political pressures from the Office of Speaker Pelosi and House Democrat leadership,” was “compromised by politics and did not adequately prepare at the Capitol.”
Pelosi and her staff “coordinated closely” with Irving on security plans for the Joint Session of Congress on Jan. 6, but Republicans were deliberately left out of “important discussions related to security.”
And, in an apparent attempt to hide from Republicans the fact that they were being excluded from discussions, Irving asked a senior Democratic staffer to “act surprised” when he sent “key information about plans for the Joint Session on Jan. 6, 2021, to him and his Republican counterpart.”
Furthermore J6 committee failed to implicate under cover agent Ray Epps who is seen in social media videos tearing down barricades and rushing guards. Nor did J6 committee retain videos showing Capitol guards letting people in through doors and escorting them in the building. In addition, no charges were filed against Michael Byrd who killed an unarmed Ashli Babbit. They also ignored videos of peaceful protestors calling out antifa operatives scaling the building chanting ANTIFA ANTIFA ANTIFA. Most of those charged in J6 were walking peacefully through the building. One person charged wasn’t even present.
>>so take your bull shit elsewhere, it won’t fly here, and it’s stinking up the joint as usual<<
JB
Please see below, thank you!
TS
STFU , FOOL. LIES DON’T FLY HERE. CONSPIRACIES ARE N-O-T FACT. GET IT RIGHT, MORON
Top Dog
Close your piehole tweaker, you come across as a very disturbed individual.
knights fan in minny
oh no some politicians got scared lefties are scum
Tyler Durden
This is how you know trumptards are brain dead. Anything happens it’s a “left wing loonie”
They get all their news from the same sources, and spew the exact same conspiracy theories.
Gotta give trump credit for one thing though, he knows exactly how to manipulate the weak minded.
And there are plenty of them here. Ken must be pleased a what a shithole his comment section is.
knights fan in minny
fuck you faggot turdon giggles got stomped go away you pile of shit loser
TS
Tyler, they Vomit their conspiracies and Maggot lies here, then they Shit Bricks and call others drug addicts because we OBJECT TO THEIR TRUMP VOMIT!!! I throw up in my mouth every time they post another lie, it literally makes me sick!!
JB
Ya know, myself, like a many others here, just want to enjoy talking about the Knights and hockey. I understand freedom of speech, I understand your guy won, but please you can still show a little class and stop subjecting all of us to this constant political crap. I mean is their nota more appropriate site that would be interested in your stuff? So I am just asking kindly to let us enjoy hockey here. Can you guys do that?
Vic
So what you are saying is THG has been correct 97.85% of the time and you have had enough of the facts. Just ignore the non-hockey fun and move on.
ThG
bha ha ha ha ha says the lower than pond scum who wanted to the head off 47. You have no credibility here. What a piece of shit statement coming from YOU of all people !!
JB
Yea, and I’m still waiting on the FBI fuck face!
ThG
wait for new director, numb nuts, you can’t make threats like you did on line and get away with it. Get ready for pin stripes, old man
JB
Blah blah blah ….. you dumb fuck.
ThG
Get your pin strips ready fool . Kash is coming for you. Stay out of McDonalds, that is first place they look
TS
Yeah, trumpty is gonna sic his attack dogs on anyone who opposes him
.Classic Dictator strongarm shit. But i do believe there are THOUSANDS of LAW- ABIDING, CONSTITUTIONALLY RESPONSIBLE FEDS WHO WILL KEEPTHE GUARDRAILS OF LAW AND ORDER..Maggots can TRY to FUCK AMERICA AND OUR CONSTITUTION, BUT L-A-W-S WILL RULE, N-O-T A DICTATOR’S REVENGE AND RETRIBUTION!!!
Top Dog
Ignore the wierdo ThG , completely insane.
Jack Hammer
Seven days in Heaven.
That was what I had been given.
For an entire week before I had to go back to Utah, Blake and I were living in the castle by ourselves, as a young couple in their honey-moon phase.
Zaid had planned to move in during the Christmas Holiday break.
He was not sure what he would do with the mansion since his dreamed football career would certainly happen outside of Sacramento, but I trusted that he was smart enough to make the right decision.
Zaid had proven to be much more down to Earth than many people, including myself, in the past few months.
In the meantime, I could enjoy the castle for a few more days, sharing it with my baby.
Trust me, Blake and I surely took full advantage of the place.
We fucked in every single room… and there were a whole lot of them!
The two magnets had finally reunited and it seemed impossible to un-glue us.
My cock felt right at home in Blake’s wet asshole.
My tongue belonged in his mouth.
My fingers were meant to caress his back and his slightly hairy chest.
As I was about to leave and as Blake had one more semester to complete before graduating from college, we tried to make the best of our short time together.
Blake insisted often on his wish to follow me to the farm but I refused that he dropped-out for me.
In the back of my mind, I was thinking that he may one day, and maybe soon enough, regret his choice and there was no way I would let him sacrifice his whole life for the sake of being with me.
I was 22 years older than he was, realistically, and even if we removed Olivia from the equation, our relationship had many reasons to fail.
I did not want it to fail but I had to think that this was a possibility.
However, Blake seemed to be sure of himself.
“Last Summer’s been a revelation for me, and not only for the reasons you think, Joe.” He told me once.
“What do I think? Tell me!”
“The sex, us being together, me turning gay… Sure, it’s all part of it, but also, I’ve learned what I liked doing with my days. For the first time ever, I felt like I was at the right place, using my bare hands, sweating my ass off, doing some manual labour and working outside.”
“Wouldn’t you miss the city?”
“It’s the farm that I’m missing right now. And the only reason why we’re happy here, it’s because we live in a damn huge castle.”
“And because we’re together.” I corrected him.
He smiled and kissed me.
We were lying in bed, naked and intertwined. I was patting his hair and he was laying his head on my pecs.
“Yes, we’re happy because we’re together.” He confirmed.
I stood my ground though.
I wanted Blake to join me at the farm as soon as possible but one semester away was nothing, and the farm was only a few hours’ drive from Sacramento after all.
We could see each other plenty during the week-ends.
Blake grunted, told me that I was not his father and that he could do the fuck he wanted, but I told him that the farm was my own place and that he was only welcomed there the following June.
That was it.
He was mad at me for saying that but I fucked him on the washing machine (set at full pace on centrifuging mode) to redeem myself.
It worked!
There was nothing a good banging session could not fix.
Blake relaxed with his hole coating with my fresh sperm and we started to plan our life together, being in a long-distance relationship.
Very unlike the character I had built for myself in the past fifteen years, I was adamant to talk things through.
My new motto was: there should not be any taboo subject or miscommunication.
See, my usual bluntness was not always a bad thing. I simply had to use it more efficiently, at the service of a better communication of my needs and of my partner’s wishes.
Very quickly, there was no doubt that Blake and I wanted our relationship to work and that we were committed to each other.
The sex was freaking amazing but we were trying to build something stronger than our ineluctable physical attraction.
I found myself being romantic, sweet, and attentive to his needs.
I cooked for Blake, we worked-out together, we played video games, – he taught me and I had fun learning shooting prostitutes in Gran Theft Auto -, we were like best mates turned hardcore lovers as soon as were back in the mood.
And to be fair, we were pretty much in the mood at all time!
One thing that I would regret from the castle was the multiple bathrooms it had, including one with a very large bathtub.
The thing could have easily fit three people in, therefore, even a big guy like me felt like I was in a luxurious jacuzzi whenever I was taking a hot bath.
But you see where I am getting with that…
I was rarely alone in the damn tub!
Taking a shower together had become a routine every morning and every night while Blake was living on the farm with me.
In the castle, we continued this pattern, only using the spacious bathtub instead.
We could either lie face to face, my feet lying on his broad footballer shoulders, or Blake would lie over my body, rubbing his back against my chest, and his ass against my cock.
We would not always fuck per se, sometimes, we would just be caressing each other.
There was no much difference between sex, foreplay, and our daily lives since it felt like we were evolving in a constant sensual and erotic vibe.
A quick peck on the lips could turn in a second into a full blowjob or a hardcore sodomy.
More rarely, only once actually, I was the one lying on top of Blake’s naked body in the bathtub.
I was afraid to hurt him, – I weighed more than he did -, but the college jock was stronger than I thought.
We were cuddling tenderly in the lukewarm water, the bubbles disappearing from the surface, and I was relaxing, feeling Blake’s hard cock naturally lodging itself in my ass crack.
Blake had not fucked me since the day he had his cast removed at the hospital, when we had banged in the parking lot.
I missed it… His firm dick in my no-longer-virgin asshole.
As often, we did not have to discuss it. Things happened organically.
As I was rubbing myself against his junks, Blake used soap as a lube and he entered my asshole slowly.
I barely acknowledged that gradually, his cock was no longer only pushing against my hole, but it was breaking in.
“Hmmm…” I moaned as I felt the tip of his dick in me.
“Oh, daddy… You’re tight…” Blake whispered in my ears.
I was.
I moved slightly and I buried myself deeper on his cock.
“Open me up, Blakey… I’m ready…” I muttered.
He was massaging my pecs and my nipples as he was penetrating my hole. That was exactly what I needed.
I was using my two hands to stroke my own demanding cock. Joe Junior was semi-immersed in the water; my blue veins were prominent as ever.
I felt the most sensitive parts of my anatomy getting massaged and stimulated at the same time.
“Like this, Joe? You feel it inside of you?”
“Yes… You can… Hmmm… You can go deeper.”
He slid one of his hands from my tits upwards to my mouth to make me lick his fingers.
Simultaneously, I felt his cock getting really deep.
“Oh… Yes!”
I had taught him a lot.
The water started overflowing from the tub as we made more ample movements.
The floor, just like my ass, would be all wet by the end of this session.
“Your ass feels so fucking nice, daddy… I swear… I… Hmmm… Best ass ever…”
I chuckled.
“You like it?”
“Love it…”
“You like my hair, baby? Hmmm… My thick black hair?”
“I like everything about you.”
He kissed my shoulders.
“Keep fucking me, babe. I need this.”
He started thrusting his hips harder, making strong back and forth motions, and making an even bigger mess with the water going everywhere.
We could not care less.
I straightened up a little and suddenly, I was fully sitting on his rod, feeling his heavy balls fapping against my ass.
I was impaling myself.
“Aaaah… Ah yes… God…”
The time for dirty talking was over, we were both moaning and grunting like animals.
Somehow, it would always get to that point with Blakey, but usually, I was the one fucking and now, I was being fucked.
Hard.
Raw.
Bareback.
Just like I deserved.
“Fuck, Daddy… Hmmm… Take it… Take it… Deep… Hard…”
“Yes… Hmmm… Lord… Yes…”
My eyes rolled in the back of my head as he was giving me so much pleasure.
Blake was drilling me bad and I felt his hands closing around my neck. He was choking me.
“You can be such… Hmmm… A good bitch, daddy…”
“Mmfff… ffyeess… Mmmff…”
While his cock was still very much buried inside my ass, we switched position as I leaned forward and I ended up on all fours in the bath tub.
Blake stood up behind me and kept on pounding me in this position.
He loved it doggy. I knew that already and there; I experienced it first-hand.
I was not expecting the hard spanks on my large hairy ass but I welcomed them with more roars of satisfaction.
My huge hard cock was bouncing on my stomach and in the water as the athlete was opening me up at a steady rhythm.
I loved the splashing noises we were making.
I did feel like a good bitch.
I was pushing my own limits.
“Make me feel like a slut, baby… I’m your whore right now!”
“Oh, is that true?”
He thrust his hips even harder, properly wrecking me.
“Yes… Please… Make me your cunt…”
“You already are, you filthy nasty whore!”
He spanked me harder.
“Oh God… Yes…”
“How does it feel being owned by a 22 years old-kid?”
“Oh fuck, that’s so… Hmmm… Aaah…”
I could barely speak, feeling dizzy in the middle of the strongest anal orgasm of my life.
“So good, right? So, fucking good I bet! You want me to dominate you now? To put you back in your place!”
“Yes, Blakey… Please… Make me your sexual slave.”
That was new for me.
I had been a bottom twice before but I had never been this submissive.
There was just something about Blake, about the way I was fully comfortable and myself around him, I wanted to dig deeper within me (literally and metaphorically), to explore my kinks some more.
No judgment, only raw pleasure and primal instincts.
“You know what you are, daddy? You’re a damn cum dumpster! You thought you were so big but you were born to take my cum.”
“I am! I definitely am! I…. Grrrl…”
Blake had grabbed my hair and pushed my face down in the water.
“Shut up, bitch, you’re talking too much! You shut up and you take my big leaking cock!”
The bastard was drowning me.
Only for a few seconds of course, but still, I was not expecting that.
Honestly though, it almost made me cum right there. Who is surprised? I liked it rough!
Blake pulled me back from the water and I was panting and dripping. I was his. No doubt.
I turned and twisted my wet face as much as I could so he could kiss me.
We made out as he was still fucking me from behind.
BANG. BANG. BANG. BANG. BANG.
His balls were fapping against my ass non-stop. It lasted more than ten full minutes. I was losing my freaking mind.
“I’m gonna nut.” Blake finally announced.
I was surprised that he had hold on for so long!
“Milk inside of me, baby… Breed me…”
He pinched my nipples again.
My dick twitched, that was a very sensitive area.
“Cum! I want to see you cream the bath before I jizz inside your ass!” Blake commanded.
“Babe…”
“I want to see you explode while my cock… Hmmm… Is buried so freaking deep inside your ass!”
BANG. BANG. BANG. BANG. BANG.
The fucking did not stop. Not for one second.
“Yes… I’m gonna cum, Blakey…”
He held my cock. He began to jerk me off to help me out.
I was already stroking myself.
More than twelve inches, there were more than enough meat for multiple hands to go at it.
I had been refraining myself for quite a while so the juice quickly flew out of my shiny cockhead, as soon as Blake had given me his green light.
I painted more of the wall white than I did the water, just because the blast was much more powerful than expected.
Of my entire life, including the time in my twenties when I was a young horny bastard, I do not recall having cum that much in a single ejaculation.
Receiving such a powerful anal stimulation at the same time was making this experience unique.
Seconds after I had emptied myself, Blake grunted like an animal and unloaded in my hole, effectively breeding me.
I cannot begin to describe the feeling of satisfaction I had while receiving his semen in the most intimate part of my being.
It was like a mating ritual.
We were making one.
We remained in the bathtub for a longtime after the fuck, until the water had turned cold. Blake let his dick resting and deflating in my filled hole for maybe ten minutes before pulling back.
We cuddled and caressed each other and then, once we got out, it was only to fuck all over again.
This time around, I broke his asshole in the bedroom.
I was motivated to show who was the boss after the pounding Blake had just given me.
I was set to leave a couple of days later and I was already apprehensive of our upcoming time apart.
Not that I did not trust that we could make it work but at this point, Blake’s absence from my arms simply seemed unbearable, as if I was missing a part of me.
No need to tell me, I am aware… The old Joe had become a wuss for this boy!
What can I say?
I was in love…
I had not changed my mind though. Blake needed to stay in Sacramento to graduate and I would be spending my Winter, mostly by myself, in Utah.
Getting ready to leave was a pain in the ass and it brought the first tensions between Blake and I.
He had agreed that he should be finishing his year but he was bitter about it… And he resented me for it.
I think he was afraid that I was using it as an excuse so I would not have him at the farm.
He could not have been wrong there;
I hated the fact that I would be separated from my baby for six more months but I was adamant about doing things right.
I had fucked-up way too much already.
We did not argue per se but the last day was not as fun and joyful as the others. I wished we had left on better terms.
Zaid had suggested that Blake should stay in the castle with him but he had refused.
I had not asked for anything but I have to say, I was glad those two would no longer be living together.
I would have died with jealousy.
The goodbyes were the toughest part.
Blake had some final tests to take that day and we were rushed before he had to be at the university.
We kissed and promised each other that we would be seeing each other for the holiday break and then, every week-end of the Winter season.
I almost cried, which was ridiculous because we had plan to see each-other in just a week.
Who would have thought that leaving the big city would be so difficult for me?
I had grown to enjoy Sacramento, mainly thanks to the castle, this is true, but I had met some great people too.
And more importantly, I would leave my Blakey behind.
We were officially boyfriends now. That meant something.
But just as we were getting serious about our commitment to each other, I had to leave.
The ride back to the farm was hard, seeing how much more work I have to do to renovate it once I arrived was even harder.
My home was nothing like before.
I powered through though; I did not have any choice and for once in a very long time, I knew that better days were ahead.
What the fuck was I complaining for?
I trusted that Blake would behave and that, one day after graduation, he would come back and we would be happy.
Unless he got bored of waiting…
Unless he realized the mistake it was to get himself involved with a 44 years-old redneck…
Unless he met someone else…
I sighed and got to work.
The “what if” and overthinking were not good for my mental health.
This remained true, getting some manual work done was better than any anti-depressants.
Slowly, I got accustomed back to my solitary life at the farm.
Bob came by and I thanked him very much for helping me out and overseeing the farm while I was gone.
He was a true friend.
I am not sure if he expected a blowjob or a good fuck as a reward but I only gave him some money and my assurance that I would always be there if he ever needed someone on his own farm.
I even mentioned my relationship with Blake.
Yes, I had decided to lay all my cards on me table.
Bob made a weird face when I told him that we were actually together. I caught something between jealousy, bitterness and pure perplexity in his eyes.
I could tell that he did not believe in Blake and I, but I did not give a fuck. Bob was stuck in a loveless marriage and he downright hated his wife.
I did not need his opinion on my personal life.
I knew that most people would look at us as if we were crazy, – maybe we were -, but any day, I would choose Blake against the rest of the world.
Although, I was getting worried.
I do not think that we were made for a long-distance relationship.
Neither Blake not I was very good at texting or calling each other.
We were rarely available at the same time and I was not a big fan of video calls and all that bullshit anyway.
I was all about the real thing you know.
Admittedly, I was in my head and spiralling.
Three days back and I was already getting the feeling that Blake may not come back to the farm during the Winter and not move in the following Spring…
In a sense, I was right.
I woke up the next morning, feeling a deep void around me.
I was alone in my large bed, stark naked, my cock left unattended.
Maybe after so many years, I was no longer cut to be by myself…
Arf!
What had this college kid done to me?
I walked down the stairs, slaloming between the tools and wooden boards I was using for the renovation works.
I walked barefoot on a freaking nail.
“OUCH!”
It hurt like hell… That was definitely not my day.
Or so I thought.
I growled as I walked, or rather lumped, into the kitchen until I noticed something strange.
Fresh pancakes and orange juice. The whole table had been nicely set.
What the hell?
“Hello, daddy!”
I jumped and almost punched him in the face.
“Good Lord, Blake! What the fuck?!”
He was standing in front of me, a huge smile on his gorgeous face.
“Surprise!”
“Babe, I almost had a heart attack. What is wrong with you? What are you doing here?”
“I’ve completed my last test yesterday evening. I thought of coming here later today to surprise you, but I couldn’t sleep and I started driving right before sun rise. Aren’t you happy to see me?”
I sighed and kissed him on the lips.
My heart was still beating fast in my chest from the surprise. Or maybe, it was because I was seeing the man of my life.
“Of course, I’m happy to see you idiot, come here!”
I opened my arms so he could hug me warmly.
It felt good to smell his familiar scent, to touch him, to feel his warm body against mine. Three days had been too long.
TS
Well, given the SHIT THQ posts, i think i’d rather read this Porn than the THQUEER’S Political Porn he constantly posts. I say if TGQ can.post HIS Shit, than so can Jack Hammer!!
Jack Hammer
Thank You
Top Dog
No one is putting a gun to your head to read anyone’s posts, weirdo, tweaker.
JB
I tried. The scum bags have no normal thoughts or care about anything but their rabbit hole cult shit. It’s ok, I’m here about hockey only.
ThG
says the numb nuts who called for head of 47, get lost hypocrite and take your sick evil bull shit with you
you have no credibility, none.
TS
THQ, I was JUST about to tell YOU tHe SAME!! Take ypur OWN advice and STFU!! YOUR shit stinks as much as others, loser!!
Top Dog
The bull shit tweaker is back. You come across as a deranged individual. Did you write your manifesto yet ?
TS
….Says the imaginary creation of thqueer, the queen?/ king .MAGGOT here. Good god man, do you NOT realize this yet? And you all have the balls to accuse ME of delusion??? I live in the REAL WORLD, morons. My friends are REAL humans. REAL LIFE. why don’t YOU try living in the REAL WORLD, too??
ThG
Wow TS sticking up for posting who advocates violence and blowing head of 47. What a sick fuck , as you say , weirdo. I would also say evil fuck.
ThG
Top Dog, it’s sybil calling the kettle black. Completely delusional lunatic poster and stalker. Creepy psycho nut job, stay away from this person. Posts under multiple names like betty boop, alex, ts alex, barbara, among others.
Jose
Extremely tough three game in four night challenge this weekend. I don’t want to sound like a defeatist but if they got two points out of six I wouldn’t be devastated. Obviously would be pleased with more.
Winnipeg – Adin Hill
Edmonton – Ilya Samsonov
Minnesota – Adin Hill
Larry
Another challenging aspect is the B2B are afternoon games and while it affects both teams it certainly is more of a daunting task for the road team.
The hockey God
why are afternoon games more challenging ? Cut’s into player’s nap time ?
Larry
Different sleep cycle affects the body exacerbated by being the visiting team.
The hockey God
So it is nap time related, who would have guessed ?