#alexander wennberg imagines

[cellythefloshie]

ＩＭＡＧＩＮＥ: Spending a Day on the Lake with Alex Wennberg and Your Family Celly’s 300 Follower Appreciation

-you had been hesitant to extend the offer when your family insisted that you invite Alex on one of their boating trips out on the lake

-it was something you and your family did multiple times a year

-and the last thing you wanted was for your father to intimidate Alex

-or push him a little too far when it came to helping out on the boat

-but when Alex found out about the midsummer boating day out on the water there was no stopping his appearance on the deck that hot summer day

-he had dressed for the weather, and for the boat

-right down to the boat shoes

-which had your father mocking him under his breath

-just what could an NHL star really know about boating?

-you had hoped that you would get the day sunbathing with Alex 

-even enjoying a couple of drinks together

-but your father was keeping him busy

-each request or order your father made Alex was there to aid him

-and he did it well, without needing correction or guidance

-it left your father impressed

-and you were left peering over the frame of your sunglasses in awe

-you should have known that a man from Nacka would know his way around a sailboat

-it was a little triumph to sit back and watch Alex impress your father

-and when your dad was through with testing him, you could have sworn they were bonding over one thing than the other

-like any father he wanted the best for you

-but not even he was immune to Alex’s charm

-soon Alex was able to join you with his favourite beer in hand

-he was stripping off the shirt that had kept him from getting sunburned as he came to sit behind you

-pushing up onto your knees, you helped him apply sun protection to his back

-you did your best to ignore your parents' raised eyebrows

-and or the look of disapproval your father seemed to give you when Alex reciprocated the action with lingering hands

-the two of you had been dating for months now

-it wasn’t as if he had never touched you

-but it made you a little more self-conscious of just how he touched you in the presence of your family

-you wouldn’t normally complain about his lingering touch

-or the gentle stroke of his hand along your back 

-but as you law out to sunbathe on the boat it almost left you pulling away

-you looked to Alex with a conflicted smile

-just how comfortable were you both with PDA in front of your family?

-your subtle look had him easing back on it

-but only temporarily

-the moment the anchor was lowered in your family's favourite swimming spot you were in the water

-with Alex jumping from the boat and into the water with you

-you were caught in the wake of his dive but soon he was right beside you

-his hands were on your body beneath the surface of the water

-grasping at your waist and drawing you close so that your legs were wound around him

-and then he was leaning in for a kiss

-one that you could resist

-you let your fingers knit in his wet hair as you returned the favor

-and were left sighing as he pulled back

-“careful, I’m sure dad is keeping an eye on you”

-“i think i’ve impressed him enough today to earn a kiss or two”

-his words left you chuckling, you wet hair resting on your shoulders and down your back as you threw your head back

-“oh, good, now you just have to win over my mother-”

[jedusaur]

good things this week:

the Kraken/Avs series is going to Game 7 tomorrow! everyone thought they would crush us and now Nate MacKinnon is calling this the hardest playoff series he's ever played! LET'S GO BOYS HERE WE GO

Steph wrote a gorgeous song about me and us and the California redwoods and it gave me [Roy Kent voice] a... a feeling

Steph also mailed me a bunch of delicious treats including some truly incredible brownies omnomnom <3

made a batch of roasted garlic-infused olive oil which means garlic confit on toast :D

Morgan Geekie's wife had a baby and when he scored they did a cute lil graphic with his postseason stats as "goals: 1, baby: 1" and then when he scored again they showed the same graphic with an updated goal count and it made me laugh

Carson Soucy defended a two-on-one BRILLIANTLY right at the end of the first yesterday, which was kind of overshadowed by an Avs goal and defensive plays never get as much attention as flashy offense anyway but in case he ever looks at his tumblr tag I need him to know I flipped my shit, it was goddamn gorgeous

been texting an old buddy a lot about the playoffs and fucked around performing an exorcism on his hat with two hockey sticks as a cross, sometimes it's fun to just be a fuckin fratbro dumbass

discovered that Phil Dunster did a gay sex scene for a made-for-TV BBC thing showing his entire ass, god bless Phil Dunster's ass

the Seattle Public Library bought SIX copies of Xenocultivars and when I saw the page they were all checked out, scuse me there's something in my eye

told a friend I was having a rough day and she sent a pic of her tits and told me to imagine her hugging me, which made me smile when I really needed a smile

saw an interview Alexander Wennberg did with Alison Lukan (interviewing while hiking, is that not the most PNW shit ever) and he just seems like such a good dude. he was already my favorite because he posted a pic of his dog with a rainbow toy during Pride, but in this video he said he donates his old clothes to a charity supporting queer youth, and when Alison asked about his wife he immediately acknowledged that she's put her career on hold for him to pursue his, and when she asked about fashion (because the team voted him best-dressed) he said he can't take it too seriously because he's a dad and "you're gonna get spaghetti on your shirt" lol, I am deeply charmed

listened to the John Kearns ep of Off Menu and he pulled off a STELLAR double callback near the end that made me want to applaud, it was honestly fucking art

more flowers :) peony tulips, plum blossoms, forget-me-nots, and a big ol fistful of dandelions

[workingforitallthetime]

https://www.tiktok.com/@nhl/video/7254967244797627691?lang=en

why is the nhl pimping out its own players? like imagine a "normal" corporate employer doing this??

"pimping out" is a little harsh... there are plenty of other employers who implement some variation of the "here are some pictures of our handsome employees" marketing strategy. this seems within the bounds of typical usage of professional athletes' images. and as a booktok focused strategy, i'd much rather see a slideshow of hockey player pics than forcing players to interact with hockey romance novels. frankly, i even appreciate the nhl's inclusion of non-white hockey players among booktok's fantasy protagonists.

however! some of the choices here are truly bizarre! here are my rankings of the photos in this tiktok from most to least plausible romance novel love interest:

k'andre miller: god, yes. a handsome man and an excellent photo.

alexander wennberg: a known booktok fave (and for good reason), but there's better photos out there.

mathew barzal: not sure why they used a helmet photo when barzy's best romance novel feature is his hair, but okay.

mathieu joseph: yup yup yup

mitch marner: sure, that pic works as a hometown boy next door kind of plotline.

svech: this ranking is based on his entire body of work rather than this strange toothy photo.

owen power: empty of thoughts but full of flow.

slaf: i guess he has a nice smile in this pic?

matthew tkachuk: he could rank so much higher if the boring nhl had not selected a photo completely devoid of devilish glee

nick suzuki: i know you have better pictures of nick suzuki. i know it.

jack hughes: he looks like he's about to be packed off to summer camp complaining about missing the little league jamboree.

trevor: he looks like a terrier that's been attacked by a coyote.

[drabblemesilly]

Alexander Wennberg #2

Requested by Anon:  can you do an alexander wennberg imagine where you're out bar hopping and you're really drunk and he's watching to make sure you're safe and takes care of you when you get home and are drunk/hungover?

*This is more along the lines of the day after a night of wild drinking but I hope you like it just the same. Enjoy! :)*

Word count: 903

Worst day ever.

Not that you were thinking that last night, when you were downing shot after shot of tequila. Nope, you didn’t think about the throbbing headache you will have in the morning or the fact that you just managed to throw your phone halfway across the room just to get it to stop ringing.

You really should never drink again. Yes, yes, you say it all the time after a big night out but this time, you really mean it.

One more dry heave and you will officially ban alcohol in your house.

Forever.

Shutting your eyes tight, you pulled the duvet over your head and concentrated on going back to sleep. Ten is too early on a Sunday morning, to be honest. And especially not after a night you can’t remember the half of.

What did you do last night?

You’d text your friends but you just threw your phone to the far end of the room.

Just then, someone pulled the duvet out of your face, the bright sunshine almost blinding you.

“I will kick you in the face,” you groaned, already knowing who is trying to disturb your peace.

You heard him chuckle, his side of the bed dipping, “is that what you should say to the man who rescued you last night?”

Opening one eye, you looked up to see Alex sitting on his side of the bed, a glass of orange juice on one hand, “what do you mean you rescued me last night?”

He shrugged, offering the orange juice, “I meant I went to the bar and hauled your ass home,” he smiled, “it was not as easy as it sounds.”

Vaguely, you remember a blond who looked a lot like him carrying you out of the bar but was that even real?

“But you had a game last night.”

“Yup,” he nodded, “which you missed, by the way.”

Purposely missed – but you’re not gonna tell him that.

You’re also not going to remind him of the massive, albeit petty, fight you had yesterday. The fight that prompted the drinking spree.

You covered your face with one fluffy pillow, “at least I watched it at the bar.”

“Aaaand,” he drawled, “according to your friends, you took a shot every time the ref blew his whistle.”

Ugh, even rolling your eyes is hard, “I’ll never do it again,” you coughed, “was it that bad?”

Alex lifted the pillow off of your face and softly smiled at you, “it was level 15 out of 10 bad, give or take, you had your head hanging out of the window on our drive home.”

“You really went to the bar?”

He nodded, “as soon as I could, yeah.”

“To rescue me?” you asked.

He shrugged before placing a kiss on your forehead, the orange juice still in his hand, “you don’t need rescuing, you just needed someone to bring you home,” he smiled, “and anyway, I wanted to make sure you went in the right apartment.”

“You really did that?”

He smirked, “why is it so hard to believe that I went to get my drunk girlfriend from the bar?”

“Because I was a jerk to you on game day,” you groaned.

“True,” he agreed, chuckling, “but you also drunk texted me during the game.”

WHAT.

“What?” you rolled over and leveled him with a look, “I did not.”

He nodded, “you really really did,” he said, putting the juice on his bedside table.

Alex shifted until he had your head resting on his lap. Gosh, even from this angle, he really is one heck of a handsome man.

He started humming something soothing, his hand combing through your hair.

Snuggling, you sniffed, “I don’t remember most of last night.”

He continued stroking your hair, “I got there and you yelled ‘here comes a Greek god’.”

“Oh nooo.”

“Babe,” he giggled – GIGGLED – “I didn’t know you thought of me like that, makes me feel good about myself,” he said, starting to rub your temples now, “plus you texted me during the game saying you’ll punch Chara in the face because he looked at me the wrong way.”

“I’m such a mess,” you groaned again, “and my body hurts, my whole body.”

“Funny mess, though,” he laughed, “you even texted me not to pick you up anymore because you’re home,” he says, “after I brought you home.”

“Oh gosh, it gets worse?”

He nodded, “you went to the kitchen and prepared lunch for the next time I’m on the road,” he started, “you then gave me a container filled with uncooked quinoa.”

I am such a loser.

“I hate drunk me,” you answered, “how did you even get me in bed?”

He shrugged, “I bribed you with Skittles,” he said, pointing to three empty packs of Skittles on your bedside table.

“Did I vomit all over the place?” suddenly, it hit you that you might have projectile vomited all over your apartment but Alex hasn’t mentioned it yet.

“There was a trail of undigested frosted flakes from our doorstep leading to the kitchen, yes,” he rolled his eyes, “cleaned it already.”

“Already?” you answered, shocked, all the blood in your body suddenly rushing to your head, making you a little dizzy.

“What do you mean ‘already’? I cleaned it right away.”

Rubbing your head, you lifted your body enough so you can kiss the side of his mouth, “thank you for taking care of my even if I’m a terrible drunk.”

He nodded kissing you, “yeah it was bad,” he snickered, “but all’s good,” he smiled, kissing the top of your head now, “except your breath.”

“Bad?”

“Bad.”

[matsbarzal]

Håll Käften - Alexander Wennberg

Notes: I’m procrastinating all my homework, and the fact I’m supposed to go to the doctor but whatever. Here’s another request that I’m trying to pop up before I take a nap. I hope you all enjoy! I’m sorry that it’s kind of short. And any and all translations are once again courtesy of google.

Warnings: Cat-calling, mentions of sex

Requested: Yes | No

Teaser: “Why’d they look so confused, (Y/N)?” Your boyfriends puzzled expression made you laugh, “Maybe it’s because you were yelling at them in Swedish, babe.”

It was meant to be a quiet ride home, after your boyfriends team, the Columbus Blue Jackets lost 5-2 against the Pittsburgh Penguins, you knew you would have a pouty Swede in your passenger seat.

Alex barely said anything as he slid into the passenger seat other than a quick, “Hi, sötis.” And a peck to your lips as he slid down in the passenger seat of his BMW that he refused to drive after a game, which meant you were stuck driving it. You didn’t question his actions, just grabbed his hand and squeezed as he held on tight.

You never questioned his actions after a bad game such as this one, sometimes he wanted to let off steam in a certain, rough way, other times he just wanted to pout and cuddle.

Pulling out of the underground parking, you smiled at the security guard and began the drive towards Alex and your shared apartment. It was a beautiful night in Columbus, which meant most of the windows in the car were rolled down, enabling the air to circulate the car and hopefully calm the grouch beside you down.

The streets were packed with cars, which was surprising due to the fact it was nearing midnight and most of the fans and cars from the arena would’ve already cleared out and been home by now. Your thoughts were interrupted as you heard the car behind you honk its horn multiple times, and then move over so they were in the lane beside you. Stupid drivers. 

You pulled up to the red light, alongside the car beside you. You turned to look at who was honking and made eye contact with a few guys who obviously went to the university nearby.

“Oh, hey baby!” One yelled from the passenger seat. “Damn, look at you, sexy car, sexy girl, why don’t you park that car and come take a nice ride on me, baby?” You attempted to ignore their words as they continued their string of cat-calling and whistling.

Before you could tell him to stop, Alexander was shoving himself up and making himself known, yelling towards the car beside you. You looked at him in shock as his assault of words continued, as did the car of guys. When the light turned red, the car quickly hit the gas, leaving you and a panting Alex to continue your drive to your apartment in peace.

After the eventful car ride, you got home just for Alex to immediately jump out of the car and run upstairs, most likely to take a shower, one of the only things other than you that could calm him down instantly.

You crawled into bed after changing and brushing your teeth in the spare bathroom, you grabbed your phone as you looked through all your social network accounts, replying to some messages and snaps before you felt your boyfriend in bed behind you.

He cuddled into your back, his warm chest pressing to the exposed skin of your arm and of the bottom of your back where your shirt had rode up. He gently traced circles on your stomach, something that often calmed the both of you and enabled both of you to fall asleep.

“Can I ask you something?” He murmured, his hand moving up to entwine in your hair as he gently soothed out the knots. You nodded your head for him to continue.

“Why’d they look so confused, (Y/N)?” Your boyfriends puzzled expression made you laugh, “Maybe it’s because you were yelling at them in Swedish, babe.” 

He moved his body so he was now looking down at you in shock. “What?”

“Alex, you didn’t notice? You were screaming at them in Swedish, even I didn’t understand half the words you were saying. What were you saying?”

He looked at you with a guilty expression, “I meant to tell them to shut their disgusting mouths and go hit on one of the Penguins girlfriends as this one already had someone to hit on her all the time.”

“You’re not telling me everything, Alex, I know that look.”

Alex looked at you with a sly smirk, “I may have also told them the only thing you want to take a ride on is me.”

You went to smack his chest but he grabbed your arm and moved so you were now sitting on him, a large smile on both your faces as he brought his lips to yours in a heated kiss.

“You’re a little shit, you know that?”

“Only for you.” He murmured, as he began his descent of kisses towards your neck, just as you began to prepare yourself for the night to come.

[running-on-fanfiction]

Alexander Wennberg - Both Women and men.

Hi! Can you please write an Alexander Wennberg imaging of how he and y/n are at a club and some guy keeps staring at their direction so Alex starts to get mad cuz he thinks that he's checking out y/n so he goes up thin to confront him and it turns out that the guy was checking Alex out haha can it be funny and cute please! Thanks!

Author’s Note: I put pictures in here, because I was lazy and didn’t want to describe the dress and what not sooo if there’s a line under a word, it means there’s a photo with it. Just click on that word and it should take you to the photo. Enjoy! -Julianne

“He’s doing it again!” Alexander said as he placed his hands on your ass.

“So. He has good taste, in women.” You joked as you dancing in front of your boyfriend.

“Don’t do that! He might like it.”

“Don’t dance. At a nightclub.”

Alexander just looked at you with his head tilted back, and to the side. He was loving your dress. He was also loving the fact that HE would be the one that got to take it off tonight, but everytime he looked over he saw that guy looking you up and down. That guy who has been eye raping you since you two got here an hour ago and Alexander had, had enough.

“I’m going over there.” He said lightly pushing you off him.

“Babe…”

“No, it’s gross. Only I get to look at you like that. I know you don’t care but, it’s creepy.” He placed a kiss to your lips making sure to grab a handful of your ass as he did it. “I’ll be back.” He winked before walking off towards the guy.

You sat in Alexander’s chair as you watched him go over towards the guy. It didn’t take long for the guy to leave with a giggle and a red face Alexander walking back towards you. He grabbed his drink from your hand and downed it.

“You, okay there buddy?” You laughed.

“He was not looking at you.” He said as he grabbed your drink and drank that as well.

“So, who was he looking at?” You asked.

“Me.”

“Told you he had good taste.” You laughed. “NOT FUNNY.” He said fanning himself.

“Yes, yes it is.” You said grabbing his hands and pulling him between your legs. You kissed his hands before talking. “You’re a very beautiful man. You shouldn’t feel bad. If anything you should feel flattered. Not only to women love you but men do.” You said raising your eyebrow.

“I guess.” He said before grabbing your face and kissing your lips hard.

As you pulled away you couldn’t help but laugh. “How about we go home and you take this dress off?”

“Mhmm I like that plan.”

-Julianne

[nhl-writer-blog]

Alexander Wennberg - Injury [request]

A/N: Thank you for being patient with me, I’m basically drowning to school work but after next week I have holiday so I have time to write more! And hope you like this!

Summary: Basically (Y/N) is volleyball player and gets hurt in game. So Alex is being sweetheart to her.

Word count: 520

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As if losing to your worst rivalry team wasn’t bad enough, you had to sprain your ankle at game. It was hurting so badly that you had to go to ER and get crutches because you couldn’t walk with it. They even thought it could been broken but thank god it wasn’t.

Alex was losing his mind because he couldn’t be there for you. He was at dinner meeting and you told him not to skip it. It was important and you were going to be fine. Of course he wanted to be there with you, you always were with him if he had injury at game. So he felt like he had let you down because he wasn’t there. It took lot to convince him that you were fine. 

You were so happy when you got home. Just so you could relax and maybe watch few episodes of Modern Family. And when Alex would be back, you probably would just cuddle with him and try to forget your ankle. It was awful to know, that you couldn’t play in next few games. Your team needed everyone right now, losing streak was awful and this didn’t help it.

You heard door to open and close. Smile on your face you looked when Alex came to living room. Still wearing suit, your favorite suit. It was his ‘good luck suit’. He usually wore it to dates and important games. It was suit he was wearing when you met at charity dinner. 

“Sorry I couldn’t be there for you”, Alex said to you with sad smile on his face. You didn’t say anything to him, just made room that he could come sit to sofa with you. He took off his black suit jacket and threw it to sofa’s hand rest. After that he sat next to you and kissed top of your hair.

“It’s okay, you had important meeting and it wasn’t even that bad. I’m though girl, you know”, you said to him, hoping it would make him feel better. 

“But in all seriousness, I just wanna cuddle with my big and scary hockey boyfriend. Okay, forget that scary part, you aren’t really that scary”, you continued and laughed. 

“So now you’re bullying me, huh?”, he pouted.

“Maybe”, you just said to him.

“Now this stops and we are going to go cuddle”, Alex told you and pulled you into his arms. He started walking towards your shared bedroom, placing few sweet kisses to your forehead. 

After he carried you to bedroom, he placed you to bed. Then he undressed rest of his clothing and changed into something more relaxing. Then he just layed next to you and pulled you into his arms.

“At morning I’m gonna make you breakfast to bed and just gonna spoil you, my love”, he said, pulling you tighter against his muscular body.

“That sounds good, maybe I should sprain my ankle more if you’re treating me like this then”, you teased.

“Absolutely not, your team needs you”, Alex answered.

“True. But I love you, you’re so sweet”, you told him.

“I love you too”.

[seguinshands]

The War Begins

Pairing: Alexander Wennberg x Reader

Word Count: 844

Warnings: Swearing

Summary: Dubinsky gets up to some mischief, and while Alexander would usually just let it slip, the reader has no intention of doing so.

Reader’s POV

“I don’t like this.”

I rolled my eyes and looked over my shoulder at Alex, looking as small as I’d ever seen him. “It’s not like it’s illegal. He started it, anyways.” He shifted on his feet again, glancing in the direction that we had parked the car. “You wuss. C’mon. You have to admit that good ol Branmuffin went too far. He’s got this coming.”

Alex shrugged, looking up from his feet. “He doesn’t like when you call him that.”

Sighing, I took his hand in my free one. “Honey, you can go back to the car if you want. I’m doing this and you can’t stop me.” I grinned at him.

A week ago, Dubinsky had put chili powder in Alex’s shorts. He was always doing stuff like that, and it’s not like it was all targeted toward Alex, but this particular prank had left him itching for the better part of a week, even after multiple cold baths. It had gotten so severe as to where you could see clear lines where he had been itching. Even as we walked, I caught him reaching down to scratch at his thigh.

I could see in his face that he had caved before he admitted it. “Fine. We had better not get arrested, though. I didn’t tell anyone to look after Lexie,” he grumbled, accent thick in his irritation.

Giggling, I leaned into him. “The first thing you think about is your dog.”

He put an arm around me, pulling me into his side. “Jag älskar dig.”

“Yeah, yeah.” I laughed, reaching up to peck his cheek. “Hey, there it is. Stealth mode.”

Alex laughed, looking down at me. “‘Stealth mode’? Really?”

“Mhm.” I slipped away from him. “Okay, c’mon. If he catches us, he’ll spray us down with a hose or some stupid shit.”

“Don’t swear,” he responded instinctually, and I gave him a look before darting into Brandon’s driveway, circling his car. Alex followed nervously, right on my heels. “Are you sure about this?”

Not answering, I grabbed the end of the saran wrap. “Hold this here,” I instructed, placing it against the car. “And watch the magic happen.”

Glancing around once more to make sure he wasn’t there, I took off around the car, wrapping it up until the doors had no hope of opening. Still, I kept going.

Just as I got to the end of the roll, the front door opened. Both Alexander, who had started chuckling, and me froze as a yawning Brandon in boxers came out onto the porch. He paused as our eyes met. We all just stood there, staring at each other. And then he saw the car. “You’re so dead, Wennberg. And you, Y/L/N.”

Grabbing Alex’s hand, I looked up at him. “If there was ever a time to start running, now would be it.”

Brandon ran from the porch and we bolted, legs pumping. He was swearing, panting. I couldn’t stop laughing, and I started lagging behind Alex. He tugged me back up beside him, huge grin splitting his face. I glanced back and screamed breathlessly as Brandon grabbed for me, face more amused now than angry. “Goddammit!” The second grab he made for me caught the back of my shirt.

“Oh, shit!” I squeaked, tightening my grip on Alex’s hand. “Alex, help!”

I didn’t expect Brandon to full-out tackle me, but there I was, a moment later, on the ground trying to regain my breath. “Owwwww,” I whined, rubbing my ass as he whooped, springing up easily.

Alex swept me up from the ground before I could continue. I had no choice but to hold on tight as he made a break for the car, not seeming tired in the slightest, wide grin still on his face. Brandon was chasing us again, cackling at this point. “I’m not done with you yet!”

We got to the car before he caught up. “Komma i! Skynda!” He set me down quickly, rounding the car to get into the driver’s seat. Shutting his door, he started the car and drove away before I had even shut my door.

We sat there for a moment, panting, before we both burst into laughter. My phone buzzed in my pocket, but I ignored it. “The look on his face!” I gasped, reaching over and grabbing his hand in mine. “Oh, that was so great. We should do that more often.”

When his eyes met mine next, my heart skipped a beat. He had this intense look, the one that told you that he was seeing you, really and truly seeing you. “You’re so beautiful,” he breathed, eyes widening in what seemed like awe.

I blushed brightly. “Alex, watch the road.”

He beamed at me before returning his attention back to the road. I finally looked down at my phone and laughed. “Looks like this won’t be ending anytime soon.” I waited until we were stopped at a red light before turning the screen to show him the message from Brandon.

-Oh, it is so on.-

Translations:

Jag älskar dig: I love you.

Komma i! Skynda!: Get in! Hurry!

[puckslut44]

You can get in my pants anytime

[swaysfrederic]

lowkey wanna be a puck bunny but highkey too ugly to be one

[king-kempe]

Going to the beach with Alexander

[carey-pricemas]

Crash- Alexander Wennberg

Ok so I don't know how I feel about this one, but I wrote it half asleep so that doesn't help. Enjoy guys (I hope)!

Warning: mentions plane crash

Anon Request: KEEP UP THE GOOD WORK!!!! Could you do one where you're on your way to visit Alex wennberg and you don't answer your phone and there is a plane crash somewhere and he thinks your plane crashed and that you died? And then When you surprise him he maybe starts crying cause hes so happy he thought wrong?

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              "I'm so bored" you whined into the phone. Your statement was met with a chuckle.

              "You're getting on an airplane in a few hours. I'm sure you can come up with SOMETHING to entertain yourself with until then." You pouted even though Alex couldn't see you over the phone.

              "But you're so far away!" Alex chuckled once more. "Ok I need to finish packing and get to the airport. I'll call you when I land."

              "Ok, love. Be safe. Have a good flight."

              "Have a good game" you responded.

              You were flying in from your hometown to see your boyfriend, Alex, play for the Blue Jackets in the playoffs. You had told him your plane was getting in later than it actually was so you could surprise him at the game. You spent a lot of money for glass seats so he'd see you.

              "Flight 1345 to Columbus, Ohio is now boarding." You took a deep breath and stood up, moving towards the gate.

              Time to go surprise your boyfriend.

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              "Yo" Brandon said, getting Alex's attention. "Did you hear the news?"

              "What news?" Alex asked, stopping to allow his teammate to catch up.

              "About the plane crash?"

              "What?" Alex turned to Brandon at the same time he pulled out his phone. "Where was it? (Y/N) was..." Alex pressed your phone number into his at a slightly panicked pace, pressing the phone to his ear.

              "Hey, you've reached (Y/N). You know what to do!"

              "Call me back. ASAP." He hung up the phone and immediately tried to call you again.

              "Hey" Will called out, jogging up to the two of them. "Sup?"

              "Hey, you've reached-"

              "Dammit" Alex said. He hung up once more and tried to call you again.

              "(Y/N) was flying out today" Alex said.

              "Oh." "Shit."

              Alex ignored them as he frantically tried to get a hold of you. He called over and over until he was being called in to the locker room.

              "Shit" he hissed.

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              You rushed through the concourse of the Nationwide Arena. You were late. You were SO late!

              First the flight didn't take off on time and then there was so much traffic the Uber had to get through. When it finally came to a stop, you were in a hurry.

              If you didn't make it to your seat in five minutes, you would miss seeing him during the warm ups.

              "Excuse me" you called out, pushing past people. You could see the team on the ice as you almost tripped down the stairs in your excitement. You slid past the other people in your row and stood in front of your chair looking for number 10.

              As soon as you spotted him, your grin widened and you started waving your arms. The motion caught a few of the players’ eyes, their faces brightening. Will skated over to Alex and knocked into him, pointing in your direction.

              As soon as your eyes locked on his, you could feel his disbelief. Alex skated up to the glass and looked at you. You grinned and waved.

              "Surprise!" He shook his head and you swear you saw tears in his eyes as he stared at you. He looked over his shoulder before looking back at you. "Good luck!"

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              "What are you doing here?" Alex asked as he picked you up and swung you around. "You're ok right?"

              "Yeah why?" you asked.

              "There was a plane crash and I couldn't get a hold of you on your phone and..." Alex shook his head. "I'm just glad you're here." He held you tightly, his face buried in your hair.

              "I was on an earlier flight because I wanted to see you play. My phone was turned off."

              "God I love you." Alex cupped your face in his hands and kissed you deeply.

              "I love you too" you whispered in between kisses.

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Ok well I thought I was on an upstroke but then... Idk... Let me know what you guys thought! Up next: JJ Piccinich!

[kikiskeysgame]

Although the Blackhawks were close to getting a bounce back victory after Tuesday night's game against the Tampa Bay Lightning, they ultimately lost to the Florida Panthers 4-3 in overtime.

It wasn't a bad game for the Hawks and they worked hard tonight, but there's still some things that need improvement.

In the first period, the Blackhawks scored the first goal of the game as Adam Gaudette scored his first goal with the team (assisted by Dylan Strome and Dominik Kubalik).

However, the second period, Alexander Wennberg tied up the game with a power play.

Vinnie Hinostroza broke the as he scored his third goal of the season with assists by Brandon Hagel & Kirby Dach, giving the Blackhawks a two-goal lead, but Anthony Duclair tied the game back up.

In the third period, Brandon Montclair broke the tie to give the Panthers  a 3-2 lead, but late in regulation, Alex DeBrincat scored his 24th goal of the season (assisted by Patrick Kane & Wyatt Kalynuk) which sent it to overtime.

Although the Blackhawks were able to pick up a point in regulation, Sam Bennett won the game for the Panthers in overtime, giving them a 4-3 victory.

Like I mentioned before, it wasn't a bad game for the Blackhawks, but they need to improve on some things such as maintaining the lead goal, keeping themselves out of the penalty box and try to capitalize on their power play chances. At least they were able to get one point tonight which is better than getting none at all.

Even though Kevin Lankinen didn't get the win tonight, he made some big saves to help keep the Blackhawks in the game, finishing the night with 35 saves. It was good to see Lankinen get another chance as the starting goaltender after being pulled twice in his last two games.

I hope that tonight's loss doesn't get him discouraged because he did well tonight and I hope the outcome of the next game for him will be better.

Alex DeBrincat was very noticable tonight when it came to trying to score a goal during the first & middle half of the game. I can only imagine how happy he was when he was able to score a goal late in the third period. 

DeBrincat has been fantastic this season and with his 24th goal of the season, he is now tied for 6th among goals in the NHL.

Vinnie Hinostroza has been adjusting very well in the Blackhawks' lineup since his trade to Chicago from Florida and his on-ice chemistry with Brandon Hagel has been great. 

Ever since his trade, Hinostroza has gotten 10 points in 11 games. I hope that he continues to keep up the good work.

I thought that Kirby Dach was quite noticable tonight when it came to faceoffs; he won 10 of his 12 faceoffs for a win percentage of 83.3. He got an assist on Vinnie Hinostroza's goal and was also noticable during overtime. Overall, I would say that Dach had a pretty good game tonight.

After tonight's game, the Blackhawks will face the Florida Panthers one more time this season on Saturday night. I hope that the Hawks will have another chance to bounce back and end their season series against the Panthers on a good night.

Until then, go Blackhawks!

[tyson-berry-blog]

Alexander Wennberg #1 - Languages

Anon asked: Hi! Can u please write an Alexander Wennberg imagine of how y/n used to live in California and she's Hispanic and she misses being able to talk in Spanish with others but in Columbus she doesn't have that opportunity so Alex being the great bf he is, he learns how to speak Spanish and surprises her during dinner and can it be fluffy and cute! Thanks!

So first off I feel like I need to include a disclaimer that I by no means speak Spanish. I want to apologize in advance for any incorrect grammar or punctuation in the translation. That being said I included the English equivalent to the Spanish sentences with what I am trying to have the dialogue say at the bottom. This was a super fun prompt anon and I am super glad you suggested it! 

You were in the middle of a conversation with your mom on a Sunday night and felt the ache of homesickness growing in your chest. Well you didn’t know if you could call it homesickness since California hadn’t been your home for some time. Once you had finished up college and gotten your degree, you had been presented with a once in a lifetime job opportunity. The only issue had been that you’d have to leave California and move almost clear across the country to Columbus, Ohio. You had weighed the pros and cons and the job was just too good to pass up. Columbus had its perks of course: the people were friendly, your boss was amazing and you’d met your current boyfriend Alexander Wennberg while getting drinks with your coworkers.

He had been adorable and stuttered through what you assumed was an ill-advised pickup line based on the people you assumed were his friends clearly goading him on. Eventually someone you would learn to be named William helped clear up the miscommunication. While they waited expectantly for your response you panicked and slipped into Spanish, “Lo siento, no hablo inglés.”

Alexander’s face furrowed in confusion and your coworkers couldn’t contain their laughter.

His friend William came to him defense, “look if you weren’t interested you should have just said so.”

They turned to go and you had hurried after them, “sorry, I’m so sorry. You caught me completely off guard and everyone was looking at me and…” you trailed off.

The two boys looked at each other and exchanged a few words in what sounded like Swedish. Alexander turned back to you, “I am sorry I cornered you.”

“Alex isn’t normally like this,” William added, “we kind of convinced him to come over here.”

“So he isn’t actually interested?” you folded your arms across your chest, “this was some sort of prank? I feel like I should be the ones yelling at you instead of you accusing me.”

Alex’s eyes widened, “No, no, no. I really wanted to talk to you but I was too nervous.”

William clapped Alexander on the shoulder, “I’m going to let you sort this out dude.”  

You watched him walk back to the group of boys in the corner of the bar. When you looked back at Alex he was already looking at you. The two of you stood there awkwardly until you jutted your thumb towards the exit.

His eyes widened, “just thought we could talk somewhere quieter,” you hastily explained.

He nodded and followed you out of the bar to the sound of wolf whistles from your friends or his you weren’t sure. It was significantly quieter outside but enough people were milling around that you didn’t feel uncomfortable being with a virtual stranger. You found a vacant bench to sit on and neither of you said anything until Alex blurted, “do you like hockey?”

You were surprised by the seemingly randomness of the question but went with it, “I’m not against it but I’ve never been a big fan. It’s not a big sport where I live.” “Do you not live here in Columbus?”

“No I-” you stopped yourself. You had to remind yourself the move here had been permanent. It had only been a few weeks since you moved but subconsciously you still referred to California as your home.

You quickly regrouped, “I’m not from here originally.”

“Where are you from?”

“California.”

“I know they have hockey in California,” he said with a hint of teasing in his voice.

After that the conversation flowed easily and you were surprised how fast the time has escaped you. Your friends were even more surprised when they exited and found you two sitting on a bench talking. Carly waved you over and asked if you wanted to split a cab since you lived in the same apartment building. You found yourself reluctant to leave Alex but knew you’d be mad at yourself if you didn’t get a decent amount of sleep. He seemed to be in the same boat but boldly placed his phone in your hands. You pulled up a new message and sent a text to yourself. He left to rejoin his friends in the bar and you slid into the back of the cab next to Carly.

She gave you a knowing look, “I won’t ask now but don’t think we won’t get the details later.”

That first conversation with Alexander led to many more and eventually a first date that blurred into several months of dating.

That is what found you here in Alex’s apartment in the middle of a conversation with your mom. Your cousin just celebrated their seventh birthday and the whole family got together to celebrate. As much as you had wanted to be there you didn’t have the funds to fly out to every family gathering. You zoned out as you watched the cars race by in the city below and it was only your mother’s voice raising a tad too loud that brought you back, “¿Hola? ¿Tú allí?”

“Sí mamá, estoy aquí. Sólo se distrajo.”

She laughed, “Ya veo. Si necesitas ir ...”

“No estoy aquí,” you rushed to assure her.

“¿Está todo bien? ¿Necesitas hablar de ello?” the worry was evident in her voice.

Your voice cracked and you willed away the tears, “Estoy bien. Lo prometo.”

“¿Es ese chico? ¿No te está tratando bien?

“No mamá. Alexander es genial,” you didn’t want her thinking Alex was anything but a perfect gentleman.

“¿Trabajar entonces? ¿No te gusta?”

Her soothing tone only added to the uncomfortable feeling in your stomach, “El trabajo es una gran mamá.”

You heard Alex finishing up dinner and hurried to finish the conversation before he came in wondering what was taking so long.

“Mamá tengo que irme. Te amo y te llamaré más tarde esta semana. ¿Bueno?”

She sighed on the other end of the line, “Sí está bien. Te hablaré más tarde, pero llámame si ocurre algo.”

You hung up and wiped the tears from your cheeks. Alex was standing in the doorway with two plates when you turned around. He shot you a look of concern but said nothing. The two of you sat down to eat and you saw what he had made. In front of you sat slightly lopsided tamales but tamales nonetheless. You had a feeling that if you took a bite they’d be made with the same unique mix of spices your mom had always used. She liked to stand out and made sure her food did too. At this you began tearing up again.

Alex grabbed your hand that rested on the table, “Que esta mal?” he asked in terribly butchered Spanish.

You looked up at him in surprise, “what did you say?”

“¿Estás bien?” he asked with slightly more confidence.

When your face didn’t change he faltered and switched back into English, “sorry. Did I say it wrong? Are you okay?”

Your face softened, “oh no Alex. You said it perfectly. Well I mean the pronunciation wasn’t completely right but…” you trailed off, “what I mean is, where did you learn to say that?”

“Well you seemed sad lately and I thought maybe I did something, then I thought about how you seem so much happier when you’re on the phone with your family and you only speak Spanish with them so I just thought,” he shrugged and turned back to his food, “I’m sorry. It was dumb.”

You grabbed the hand he had pulled away, “no, Alex, no. Wow, no.”

“Sure were a lot of nos.”

“It was not dumb. It was incredibly sweet that you’re trying to learn a whole new language for me. When did you start learning?”

He turned his hand over so you could weave your fingers together, “after our fifth month anniversary. I called your mom to ask for your favorite recipe and since she had to translate it into English for me I decided I wanted to learn Spanish. I want to be able to communicate with your family. They’re very important to you and you’re important to me.”  

“Alright,” you smiled, “show me what you’ve got.”

He nodded, “Hola, mi nombre es Alex.”

You rolled your eyes, “Eso fue demasiado fácil.”

He paused to think for a moment before a smirk graced his face, “Eres la persona más maravillosa que he conocido y estoy muy agradecida de haberte conocido.”

You were struck speechless. Though his pronunciation obviously needed work you understood the sentiment behind the words and found yourself unable to speak around the lump in your throat. He took your silence this time as a win and brought your entwined hands to his lips and kissed the back of your hand. You coughed and willed the blush on your face to go away. The rest of dinner was spent exchanging conversation in a mix of English and Spanish and you mentally vowed to try to pick up Swedish.

  Translation:

·      Lo siento, no hablo inglés = I’m sorry. I don’t speak English.

·      Hola? ¿Tú allí? = Hello? You there?

·      Sí mamá, estoy aquí. Sólo se distrajo. = Yes mom, I’m here. Just distracted.

·      Ya veo. Si necesitas ir… = I see. If you need to go…

·      No estoy aquí = No I’m here.

·      ¿Está todo bien? ¿Necesitas hablar de ello. = Everything alright? Do you need to talk about it?

·      Estoy bien. Lo prometo. = I’m fine. I promise.

·      ¿Es ese chico? ¿No te está tratando bien? = Is it that boy? Is he not treating you well?

·      No mamá. Alexander es genial. = No mom. Alex is great.

·      ¿Trabajar entonces? ¿No te gusta? = Work then? Do you not like it?

·      El trabajo es una gran mama = work is great mom

·      Mamá tengo que irme. Te amo y te llamaré más tarde esta semana. ¿Bueno? = Mom, I have to go. I love you and will call you later this week. Okay?

·      Sí está bien. Te hablaré más tarde, pero llámame si ocurre algo. = It’s okay. I’ll talk to you later, but call me if something happens.

·      Que esta mal? = Is something wrong?

·      ¿Estás bien? = You okay?

·      Hola, mi nombre es Alex. = Hello my name is Alex.

·      Eso fue demasiado fácil. = That was too easy.

·      Eres la persona más maravillosa que he conocido y estoy muy agradecida de haberte conocido. = You’re the most wonderful person I have ever met and I am so grateful to have met you.

[wisiroyalocean]

Can you do a Zach Werenski one where the reader is swedish and she is really close to Alexander Wennberg so it makes Zach jealous and they end up getting into a really big fight then can you please give it a really really cute ending😆

Zachary Werenski; JealousySorry this is kind of short :((( Any Swedish I used it from Google translate. Just a heads up, and sorry this took soo long! I get requests all the time and I’ve been meaning to write this one for a long time. Enjoy!You were munching on a slice of pizza, your best friend sitting next to you and about ready to scream at the soap opera Skilda världar you were both watching. Your other friend, Zach, had just texted you saying he was going to be there soon and was bringing Chinese. But, you had decided to eat lightly before he came. (If lightly was two slices of the amazing Italian delicacy.) “De är tvillingar?”//They’re twins?“Uppenbarligen.”//Apparently, you answered. You loved having a friend who spoke your mother language to talk with, because not very many people who didn’t live in Sweden took the time to learn it. There was a knock at the door, and before Alexander could throw something at the TV, there was a buzz from your apartment intercom. It must have been Zach. You buzzed him in, and in a matter of moments he was in front of your door holding up a take-out box. “I have brought an offering, your majesty,” he bowed in front of you and then got up from his low point before walking into the humble abode. “Wassup, Zach? Hur mår du?” He raised an eyebrow, and the other man scowled. He didn’t understand how to speak like you both, and got kind of mad when he couldn’t figure out what you two were saying to each other behind his back. You had recently expressed your feelings for somebody (cough cough Werenski cough cough) when he had been right there, and you were so flustered he thought you were both being very inappropriate and saying stuff about him. “I’m alright, how about you?”“Pretty good, honestly. Thanks for the food, servant,” he joked. Zach didn’t take it as such. “Tell your favorite person in the world that I’m not his servant.”“Lätt på honom, okej? Var snäll. Du vet varför//Easy on him, okay? Please. You know why,” you began. But he cut you off.“Det var bara ett skämt!//It was just a joke!” Putting your hands on your hips, you scolded him some more and watched as Zach decided to butt in.“Guys! Seriously, it’s fine. I don’t care. I know that you’ve been friends for forever and everything but give me a break!” He was yelling now, his anger getting the best of him. In the huff of everything, time seemed to stop as they yelled back and forth. Your thoughts were racing like NASCAR, and you had no clue about how to stop them. So, you hollered. “STOP! The both of you! This fighting is nonsense. Please,” you said. Now they had no words to say whatsoever. Zach rubbed the back of his neck bashfully and Alexander had his gaze down to the wooden floorboards.“Sorry,” they said in unison. “Now can we just watch my soap and calm down? The two man children nodded, and looked exactly like a puppy that had just been kicked. You really wanted them to resolve their differences. WHo cared that Alex knew you for longer because you had grown up together? No one should have. But, at least now they were quiet and not ready to rip each other's heads off. The rest of the night, you put subtitles on your soap so both Zach and Alexander could watch it at the same time. They were both hooked, and you loved it. Very platonically, you grabbed Zach’s hand and squeezed. He did the same back to you and you sighed, watching as Rebecka tried to ruin Daniel and Sandra’s relationship slowly."I'm sorry I got you jealous back there," you whispered in Zach's ear. He blushed a deep red, shaking his head. "I wasn't jealous.""Sure you weren't."

[niallhoranhasthat1thing]

I’m still pissed about the Jim Lites comments regarding Tyler and Jamie, but what really upsets me is that there is no accountability by any higher ups regarding the real issues with their franchise which are bad scouting, and development. In this post I will highlight the 2013-2018 drafts where Jim Nill has been GM

2013:

For the drafts I’m going to highlight who the Stars drafted in the first round and what kind of dent they had on the team, then will highlight who they could’ve drafted as well as 2-7 round beautiful scouting by other teams

With the 10th overall pick the Stars drafted RW Valeri Nichushkin who is a complicated player to talk about. During the 2013-2014 season he had 34 points in 79 games as a rookie, the following season he would suffer injuries. In 2015- 2016 he would play another 79 games but this time dropping to 29 points. He then went to the KHL and retuned to Dallas for the 2018-2019 season which we are currently over half way through and he has a total of 7 points which are all assists. Obviously there is a readjustment period but we’re half way in now and he only has 7 points (I’m going to highlight at the end some of the reasoning for this)

With that pick the Stars could’ve drafted Alexander Wennberg who is a solid 30 point guy and could’ve been the number 2 Center behind Tyler. Andre Burakovsky who could’ve served as a second or third line winger (I also feel like Andre would serve better on a not so high pressured team). Max Domi another solid 30 point C. Josh Morrissey D, Shea Theodore D.

Dallas also had the 29th overall pick and drafted Jason Dickinson who is up and down and in and out of the lineup. 

Other 2013 Dallas players: Remi Ellie, Philippe Desrosiers, Niklas Hansson, Nick Paul, Cole Ully, Matej Paulovic, Aleksi Makela. All these players combined have played a total of 157 NHL games with a total of 29 points. None of which are currently on the roster.

Notable 2013 late draft picks by other teams which = good scouts : Brett Pesce, Jake Guentzal, Juuse Saros, Miles Wood, and Andreas Johnsson who went in the 7th round!!

2014 Draft

Stars draft with the 14th overall Pick Julius Honka D. Julius has played a total of 86 games with a total of 13 points.

Notable 1st rounders after Honka : Dylan Larkin, Alex Tuch, Nick Schmaltz, Kasperi Kapanen, David Pastrnak (Imagine him on Tyler’s right)

2-7 round Dallas picks : Brett Pollock, Alexander Peters, Michael Prapavessis, Brent Moran, Miro Karjalainen, Aaron Haydon, John Nyberg, Patrick Sanvido. Combine games played in the NHL: 0. Nhl points: 0

Notable 2-7 round picks: BRAYDEN POINT,  Viktor Arvidsson

2015 Draft

Stars draft with the 12th overall pick Denis Gurianov who has played a total of 12 games in the NHL and has a grand total of 3 points!!!!! I don’t even know how it was possible to draft a complete dud this year but somehow the Stars found a way

Major notable 1st rounders after Dallas : Jake Debrusk, MAT BARZAL, Kyle Connor, Thomas Chabot, BROCK BOESER, Travis Konecny, Anthony Beauvillier.

2-7 Dallas picks : Roope Hintz, Chris Martenet, Joseph Cecconi, Markus Ruusu. Combined have played a total of 22 NHL games with 5 points. 

Notable 2-7 picks : Travis Dermott, Sebastian Aho, Brandon Carlo

2016 Draft

The Dallas Stars draft with the 25th pick  Riley Tufte has played a total of 0 games. 

Notable 1st rounders : Brett Howden, Tage Thompson

2-7 round Dallas picks: Fredrik Karlstrom, Rhett Gardner, Colton Point, Nicholas Caamano, Jakob Stenqvist. Combined NHL games: 0

Notable 2-7 rounders: Carter Hart, and Dillon Dube who was selected with a Dallas pick.

I’m going to stop here cause way to go Dallas you didn’t fuck up the third overall pick in 2017.

The point of this is to show that the Stars have poor scouting and need to fix this ASAP, the players they have drafted in recent year’s have barley made a dent in the NHL other then Miro. The drafted players are also not being given the chance to properly development, they get called up and down and are healthy scratches. I think a player like Julius Honka could’ve been a good player in the NHL however he spends his time benched, where other NHL teams could use him. Look at the leafs for example with a player like Josh Leivo, Kyle Dubas knew he was never going to be given a proper chance with this team so he made a trade to give Leivo a shot in the NHL. The Stars fail to do this, hell they lost Gemel Smith to waivers to Boston when they could’ve instead easily have traded him to Boston since the bruins were in need of players since so many of them were injured, but instead they lost him for nothing.

Let’s talk about coaching cause this is the third year in the row were the team has had a different coach. Hitch comes in and helps the team defensively which exposes how weak the team is upfront other then the first line. Hitch was the first coach that really allowed Tyler to break through, Tyler takes that and runs with it and shows why he is the star of the Dallas Stars however the rest of the team decided to nap and allow his best season to go in the garbage. Say what you want about Hitch but yes he did help Tyler, and Tyler has publicly admitted that.

Now I don’t know anything about Monty other then this season and I’ll be honest I’m very iffy on him. I remember watching a video of him near the beginning of the season where he said something on the lines of how Hitch always split up the top line and it didn’t work so you wouldn’t see him doing that, however it took 3 games after that for him to start changing the lines. THE ISSUE IS NOT THE TOP LINE, why the fuck do you split up the line that is getting you the points????? and you do it repeatedly!!!! And I understand Radulov got injured and needed to be replaced  but the issue here is that the stars have no one to truly slot in that first line cause there is no other first liners!!! And what really pissed me off during this time was when Monty kept giving them a different winger every damn night!, never giving them a shot to build chemistry, and then he has a brilliant idea and goes to Jamie and Tyler and says “who do you think you should play with?” they respond “Pitlick” and what do you know the line gets some points but what happens next? Mr Coach takes Pitlick off the line and replaces him with another player that doesn’t work.

The Dallas Stars have no proper line ups, The players are not given the chance to build ice chemistry cause the lines are ALWAYS changing. Why the fuck can’t we just keep the same lines for a few games and allow these players to build off it? Instead of getting something going and breaking it up. The Stars this season is being held together by their goalies. The Dallas Stars NEED their first line to not be split up. The Dallas stars NEED for their GM to get on the phone and make some trades to get them some true second liners. The Stars NEED new scouts so we can start drafting players who can actually help the team.

Tyler Seguin and Jamie Benn are not horseshit, they are the players holding your team together and waiting for their management to get their shit together.