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this is so violently MY BRAND that I need it on my account forever

#macklin celebrini #daisy jones

mackwing

Igor Chernyshov reads Valentine's day cards with HC Dynamo Moscow [English captions]

junokatzen

and we've always said this

#LITTLE KITTY THIS HERE IS ME #it’s over for all you bitches when his english gets better #igor chernyshov

robo271

a mess

#he's something that start with an f and ends in an ag #and also starts with a g and ends with an irl #<prev #what else is there to say!#will smith hockey

billsharks

theyre like two sides of the same coin

billsharks

#like I saidddd #sisters.#kk harvey #will smith hockey

wooter-ice-deactivated20190111

So, in 2013 Claude Giroux coached at a hockey camp where he mentored players for a week and worked on their skills and got to draft his own team of young players. At the end of the week Ryanne (Giroux’s fiancee) posted a photo from the bus that the team traveled to the rink in.

THATS NOLAN PATRICK! life is a full circle.

#don’t you just want to go apeshit #claude giroux #nolan patrick

cassili

#my whole personality in a gif #mel king character of all time #kk harvey #will smith hockey

two-seventyone

#bauer combine #kk harvey #will smith hockey

f1vegas

mikey misa on the phone to dicky: should i bring my white, cream or eggshell golf shoes to vancouver. or just be safe and bring all three

dicky: im bringing my nerf gun. and 500 things. bullets whatever. youre dead is the point

mikey: do you think macklin might. maybe i dunno. smile at me this time?

dicky suddenly heartfelt lowering the nerf gun: yeah. totally mis, he will for sure. he just didnt know you before. we’re all buddies now

macklin in the grouse grind parking lot pulling his too teeny shorts from his asscrack: oh my god aiden—AIDEN hit the gas GO that kid saw us im not getting out again [pulling the strings of his hoodie until it curls around his face, slinking deeper in the passenger seat] go go go dont roll down the window no! fuck you fuck you—hey whats up dude. you want a pic? yeah of course no problem. thanks bye…. [rolling the window up] fuck you fuck off. GO just go

will in lexington holding rigneys front paws making him dance to pharrells “happy”: mom look at this

#an absolute all timer #will and rigney part is the best #san jose sharks

me with any and all bauer combine content. like I need those vlogs on my desk by yesterday

#will smith hockey #kk harvey #bauer combine

allthespoons

kk could get will to do anything because she is, after all, a blonde woman who is older than him

allthespoons

will looking at kk: mommy?

kk looking at will: laila?

#this is some of your best work #bauer combine

aquilotti

kkharvey4 You ready? New stick coming soon …🤫 @/wsmith2 @/Bauer Hockey

#crying they look like sisters #bauer combine I am SO ready #kk harvey #will smith hockey

rookieluck

#don’t you just want to go apeshit #tknp

teex

11+19 good luck smooch

#‘the team calls us an old married couple’#oh I wonder why #tknp

martypantone

When John Tortorella invariably fucks up again and needs his image rehabilitated, I am going to pitch him my new feature film, Horse Hockey, a heartwarming coming of age story about Torts rescuing an an orphaned foal and teaching it to play hockey, Air Bud style.

And obviously the horse is a beast on the ice, even more so under Tortorella’s rigorous coaching. I mean, can you imagine this thing on a breakaway?? Except he’s not the hard-hitting, physical brute that everyone in the league assumes he is. He’s sensitive. He’s patient. He’s got high hockey IQ and beautiful edge work. But the refs only see his size and his (ahem) pedigree, and the horse just keeps racking up the penalty minutes. Teams are starting to get worried he’s a liability, and Tortorella’s ever growing presence as the horse’s coach/agent/father is NOT helping.

In a pivotal game against their divisional rival, the horse gets a five minute major for boarding, and Torts is on the ice before he even registers his body moving, screaming at the refs that “it was clean hit! It’s not his fault he’s 17 hands high!!” But then he feels something on his waist. A hoof, somehow fitted with a hockey skate blade, pulls him back into the penalty box, and the horse whinnies softly until Torts stops his tirade and sits down, pacified. The entire arena looks on, dead silent, as Torts starts reflexively smoothing his fingers through the horse’s beautiful mane, the way he used to every night when the horse was still too young and afraid to leave his side.

And as his horse son looks at him with his big, wet horse eyes and places his big, warm horse head onto his shoulder, John has a realization. He may have taught the horse about stick handling and face offs, but the horse taught him something even more important. The horse taught John Tortorella how to be a little bit more human.

#NEED this on my screen 😭😭