#feeling like viktor right now after having surgery yesterday

[imhereforyouviktor]

[kell-be-belle]

Unbelievable

Summary: With the medication from his surgery finally worn off, Yuuri finds out what exactly Viktor was up to when he was out of it.Much fluff and other sweetness.

Pairing: Viktor/Yuuri

Continuation of Falling in Love Again  

“Oh, Yuuri…” Viktor called gently, balancing the tray in his hands as he nudged the bedroom door open with a swing of his narrow hips. Makkachin raised his head from where he lay; his tail starting to beat on the mattress with a rhythmic thump at the sight of his daddy. Viktor shifted his grip to balance the tray in one hand as he paused to give the dog an affectionate scratch between the ears. He must have sensed Yuuri’s affliction because he hadn’t left the man’s side since Viktor had brought him home from the dentist yesterday. Viktor idly wondered if his beloved poodle had begun to love Yuuri more than himself, but a wet kiss to his hand rendered the thought meaningless.  

Yuuri groaned slightly, undoubtedly stirred from his sleep by Makkachin’s wagging tail. His eyes cracked open, his gaze blearily shifting around until settling on Viktor at the foot of their bed. “Good morning, sleeping beauty.” Viktor purred, moving to the side of their bed and pressing a feathery kiss between his finance’s black bangs. “Or perhaps I should say afternoon.” He corrected himself, straightening again as he placed the tray on the nightstand.

Yuuri blinked slowly as his muddled mind registered Viktor’s words, “What time is it?” he croaked.

“Nearly three…” Viktor answered. “You woke up long enough for me to give you your pain medication this morning, but you were asleep again within ten minutes.” Yuuri groaned again, head falling back on the pillow and eyes slipping shut. “As tried as I’m sure you are, Zolotse, I can’t let you fall back asleep. You need to eat something and I made you soup.” One lid cracked open at that, eyeing Viktor incredulously. Viktor felt his lips pucker into a pout, “Okay, I didn’t make it; I bought it from the store. I warmed it up, though, and that’s practically half the work.”

Yuuri laughed as Viktor helped him to sit up- a dry, rough sound, but a laugh none the less. He winced slightly, delicately cupping one swollen cheek in his palm, “Ah… I feel like shit…” He grumbled.

“I know, zolotse, I know…” Viktor cooed, “But not to worry! I am going to take excellent care of you and you’ll feel better in no time!” Viktor took the bowl and spoon up from the tray. He filled the spoon with broth and blew on it briefly before bringing it to Yuuri’s lips, “Say ‘ah’!” The Russian sang, his lips curved into his signature heart shaped grin.

“Viktor… you don’t have to feed me…” Yuuri chided, but the shy smile twitching at the corners of his lips spoke of his true feelings. He was quick to turn bashful, but truthfully, he devoured such sweet and intimate displays of affection like a starving beggar.

“But of course I do!” Viktor insisted. “My poor Yuuri has been through a traumatic experience and needs me to take care of his every need!”

Yuuri was trying very hard not to smile, “I just had my wisdom teeth removed. It was hardly anything-!”

“Traumatic!” Viktor interrupted.

Yuuri was almost grinning, “Stop trying to make me laugh, it hurts my mouth….” The younger man soon ceded and allowed himself to be fed.

Yuuri hadn’t realized just how starving he had been until that first spoonful hit his tongue. He supposed it had been quite a while since his last meal- some time before his surgery the previous day. The soup was obviously store bought and contained far too much salt to be safe for human consumption, but to his empty stomach it was divine. He had nearly polished off the bowl as a thought crossed his mind. “Hey, Viktor,” He began just as he swallowed the last spoonful. “Is my phone around?”

“It’s on your nightstand.” Viktor explained as he gathered the emptied dishes and placed them on the tray. “I turned it off after I brought you home yesterday- I didn’t want anything to disturb your rest.” Now that he looked, Yuuri was surprised he hadn’t noticed it sitting there before. His familiar blue, poodle patterned case wasn’t easy to miss. “I spoke with your parents yesterday to let them know you were okay, but I’m sure you would like to talk to them yourself. I’ll make you a cup of tea while you get caught up.” Viktor pressed a tender kiss to Yuuri’s forehead before leaving the room.

Yuuri scratched Makkachin between the ears as he started his phone; the dog in turn administering several kisses to his arm. Yuuri expected to find some text messages, perhaps a missed call or some Instagram notifications, but as the screen came to life it quickly burst into a frenzy of notifications- Facebook, Instagram, emails, and text messages. God… what did he miss? He checked his texts first around found messages Pichit, Yuko, Yurio, and Mila to name a few.

4-28-17 1:42 AM Pichit:

OMG!!!!! Yuuri have I ever told you’re literally the cutest EVEEERR?!?! I wish I could’ve been there to see you all doped up LOLOLOLOL Hope you’re feeling better <3<3

4-28-17 10:16 AM Yuko:

Aw, Yuuri!! That reminded me so much of when we were kids! I hope he signed them for you! Tell him I want an autograph next time you two are in Japan!  :) :) The girls are making you a get well card, I’ll send pics later!

4-27-17 2:28 PM Yurio:

You guys are so EMBARRASSING!!! Why would you let him post that GARBAGE!?!?! … And I hope you’re feeling better or whatever….

4-27-17 3:32 PM Mila:

C-U-T-E!! <3<3  What a dream come true for you LOLOLOL!! Can’t wait to have you back at the rink!

Wait… what was happening? What were all these messages about? Yuuri wasn’t entirely sure, but this had the distinctive scent of a certain Russian’s handiwork. Yuuri quickly opened Instagram, sifting through what seemed like thousands of notifications before he found the source. He had been tagged in something… by Viktor. Nervousness coiled in the deepest pit of his stomach, his thumb hovering over the link to the original post. God, he could only imagine what Viktor had done. The man had a tendency for rashness, often speaking or acting without first thinking of the consequences and that left Yuuri feeling, well, terrified….

It took several moments for Yuuri to work up the courage to press the link and when he did he regretted it instantly. There he was, swollen faced and delirious and crying over- of all things- the fact Viktor Nikiforov was at the dentist with his. Yuuri’s entire face burst into a heated flush from the tips of his ears to the collar of his shirt. It was one thing for Viktor to record him in this state for his own personal enjoyment, but to share it with the rest of the world!? The thought of looking at the number of times it had been shared made him feel physically sick and when he did he really almost did throw up. However, instead of vomit, one word managed to bubble up from his throat.

“VIKTOR!”

Viktor tentatively poked his head around the threshold of the door- he had never actually left. He smiled sheepishly, “Now, Yuuri…” He cooed.

“Don’t Yuuri me!” He immediately bit back; mockingly imitating the way the Russian said his name with an over emphasis of the ‘u’. “There’s over two millions views on this thing!”

“In my defense,” Viktor spoke evenly as he stepped fully through the door, his hands held up in surrender. His movements were tentative like he hadn’t yet ruled out the possibility that Yuuri was angry enough to throw something at him. “It would have been selfish of me to hide something so precious from the rest of the world.”

“I’m being serious!” Yuuri cried exasperatingly. “Do you have any idea how embarrassing this is for me? People are going to think I’m some kind of crazy fan boy!”

“But you are my fan.” Viktor interjected, a mischievous glint flashing in his bright eyes.

Yuuri groaned, pressing the heels of his hands into his eyes. He wasn’t well enough for this. It was enough dealing with the aftermath of the surgery without the added bonus of a spike in his anxiety. People would undoubtedly talk. Was Yuuri with Viktor because he loved him or because he idolized him? Obviously the two of them knew the answer, but not everyone did. He could just imagine the speculation, could see it burning through the media spreading from person to person like wildfire.

The weight of Viktor’s palms on his shoulders pulled Yuuri from his downward spiral. His touch was like magic, neutralizing the spike in Yuuri’s heartrate. The Russian’s smile was soft, but the cloud that had invaded his eyes spoke of his guilt. He brought one hand up, pointedly avoiding Yuuri’s sore cheek and instead threading his fingers through his shaggy black hair. “I’m sorry, Yuuri… I didn’t mean to upset you so much…” He soothed. “I just couldn’t help showing off just how sweet and adorable my fiancé is….”

Yuuri breathed a long breath through his nose, leaning forward to rest his forehead against Viktor’s shoulder. He could catch the faint scent of Viktor’s cologne lingering in his shirt, “It’s fine…” He sighed. “I’m just… I’m just worried what people will think…”

Viktor snorted a laugh, “What people will think? Why do you put so much weight into what other people think? We know that we love each other and that’s all that matters, is it not?”

“I guess…” Yuuri grumbled, nuzzling further into the cotton material of Viktor’s shirt.

“Besides,” Viktor continued. “Would anyone who actually knows us think we were together simply because I’m Viktor Nikiforov? I mean, I know I’m devastatingly handsome and charming and happen to be one of the greatest figure skaters of the modern era-!”

“Alright, alright I get it.” Yuuri half groaned, half laughed. “Sometimes I think your biggest fan is yourself.”

“Excuse you,” Viktor gasped in mocked affront, pulling away from Yuuri. “My biggest fan happens to be Makkachin, isn’t that right Makka?” The poodle stared at his daddy with wide, dark eyes, his tail thumping softly on the mattress at the mention of his name. “Well… now that that’s settled,” Viktor hummed as he rose gracefully from his perch on the bed. “How about that tea or perhaps you’d prefer some ice cream? I got your favorite flavor.” Yuuri visibly perked up at the offer of the chilled dessert and if that wasn’t any indication of which the younger man wanted than Viktor didn’t know what was. “Alright, I’ll be back in a minute…” He chuckled. Just as he was about to make his way towards the door, Viktor paused. “Oh, by the way…” Viktor hummed, reaching into the drawer of his own nightstand and pulling out a large padded envelope. He handed it off to Yuuri, excitement dancing in his blue eyes, “I kept my promise.”

Yuuri took the envelope with both hands, felt the crispness of the paper brush against his skin and he pulled it closer to him. He hesitated a moment, swallowing thickly before lifting the flap and pulling out the contents. It was… papers, several sheets of thick, glossy paper in various sizes. Wait, they weren’t just papers, they were… posters? Yuuri removed the stack and flipped it over find Viktor- a younger, more enigmatic Viktor frozen in time- gazing back up at him and in the corner in an elegant, Cyrillic scrawl was Viktor’s signature in shimmering gold marker. Yuuri felt his breath hitch in his throat. He fanned the poster out in his hands, finding all of his favorites of Viktor now signed by the legend himself. Yuuri’s head snapped up, dark eyes wide as dinner plates as he looked at Viktor.

Viktor’s face split into a wide grin, clearly pleased with the result of his handiwork. “I had your parents overnight them to me. You know I’m never one to disappoint a fan.” He tossed Yuuri a playful wink before sweeping from the room.

Yuuri sat there for several moments, eyes following the shimmering sweep and curve of Viktor’s autograph. His heart was hammering as he clutched the posters to his chest. Unbelievable.        

[sunshineweb]

A Story of Courage and Hope from the Life of Charlie Munger

Here is a story I shared with my daughter yesterday and thought this deserves to be shared with a wider audience. It’s that good!

This story is from the life of Charlie Munger, from long ago before he was rich and famous, and before he had such a large and happy family –

Image Source: Poor Charlie’s Almanack; Photograph is of Charlie celebrating his forty-fifth wedding anniversary with his family in 2001 The story dates to 1953 when Charlie, then 29 years old, got divorced from his (first) wife of eight years. Divorce had a huge social stigma attached at that time and it was the first blow for Munger.

His wife also got almost everything in the separation, including the house. Charlie’s friends revealed that he moved into “dreadful” conditions after this divorce.

He, however, summoned all his courage, worked crazy all week to recover the money lost in the divorce. This was, however, just the beginning and life had to still test him out further.

A year later, Charlie’s 8-year-old son Teddy, was diagnosed with leukemia (blood cancer). He scoured the medical community but quickly discovered the disease was incurable. He and his ex-wife sat in the leukemia ward with the other parents and grandparents in different stages of watching their children waste away. Also, given that there was no medical insurance in those days, Charlie paid for everything out-of-pocket.

As per his friends, each day he would take Teddy to the hospital for checkups while taking care of his other two children and practicing law. Those months were the toughest as he saw his son growing weaker nearing his death.

According to his friend Rick Guerin, Charlie would visit the hospital when his son “was in bed and slowly dying, hold him for a while, then go out walking the streets of Pasadena crying.”

One year after the diagnosis, Teddy Munger passed away at the tender age of 9, leaving Charlie heartbroken.

Charlie was 31 years old, divorced, broke, and burying his young son. It would have been tempting to just give it all up and turn to vices (alcohol, drugs) as so many people around him had done at that time. But Charlie was not that man and he kept going.

Years later, he reflected on the inner turmoil that he could’ve given in to and said –

Generally speaking, envy, resentment, revenge, and self-pity are disastrous modes of thought. Self-pity gets pretty close to paranoia…Every time you find your drifting into self-pity, I don’t care what the cause, your child could be dying from cancer, self-pity is not going to improve the situation. It’s a ridiculous way to behave.

Life will have terrible blows, horrible blows, unfair blows, it doesn’t matter. Some people recover and others don’t. There I think the attitude of Epictetus is the best. He thought that every mischance in life was an opportunity to behave well. Every mischance in life was an opportunity to learn something and that your duty was not to be immersed in self-pity, but to utilize the terrible blow in a constructive fashion. That is a very good idea.

The power of that speech is more memorable to me because Charlie never mentioned the fact that his own son died of cancer.

Anyways, life’s tests continued for Charlie, and at the age of 52, he developed cataracts. A failed surgery left him blind in one eye and caused complications like cancer. His blind eye throbbed with pain so intense that he couldn’t stand up. Desperate to end it, he requested the doctor to remove his entire eye.

Now, when you are an obsessive reader like Charlie, losing your ability to see would seem to be a prison sentence. However, he was undeterred. He told someone close to him, “It’s time for me to learn braille.”

* * * One of the most life-changing books I have ever read is Viktor Frankl’s Man’s Search for Meaning. The book is a chronicle by Frankl of his experiences as a German Nazi concentration camp inmate during World War II.

In this book, Frankl describes his psychotherapeutic method, which involved identifying a purpose in life to feel positively about, and then immersively imagining that outcome.

The central theme of Frankl’s book is ‘survival.’ Although he witnessed and experienced horror, the book focuses less on the details of his own experience and more on how his time under Nazi rule showed him the human ability to survive and endure against all odds.

As Frankl wrote, he saw the lowest parts of humanity while in the camps. He saw fellow prisoners promoted to be in-camp guards turning on their fellow prisoners. He watched as they beat their lifeless, malnourished campmates. He watched sadistic guards treating them as if they were lower than animals. But he also saw individuals rising up like saints above it all.

The part that impacted me the most from the book was this –

When we are no longer able to change a situation, we are challenged to change ourselves…Everything can be taken from a man but one thing: the last of the human freedoms — to choose one’s attitude in any given set of circumstances, to choose one’s own way.

Life (investing included) isn’t easy. And unlike, what we imagine in both scenarios of triumphs and disasters, life isn’t supposed to be linear. It’s not supposed to be a flat line of happiness and smiles, or sadness and pain. It’s not supposed to stay the same, just like you’re not supposed to stay the same.

Life is evolving and changing. It is a constant surge of ups and downs, twists and turns, and as Rudyard Kipling said, “…triumphs and disasters.” Like you have your happy and blissful moments, you are supposed to feel pain, get hurt, and experience losses occasionally.

Now, that does not mean that you deserve every bit of the sadness, defeats, and tragedies that life hands over to you. It’s just part of the unexplainable journey that we are living. It’s just part of what makes us human.

When we read the fairytale stories of the likes of Munger and Buffett’s lives, and those of the countless other people we think are happy and prosperous today, it is easy to assume they have risen to success on one upward, smooth trajectory.

But what we don’t see is the years of hard work, sweat and blood it has taken to get to where they are today.

Charlie has been able to get ahead as a result of his persistence, carrying on when he was divorced, broke and burying his son. It is important to remember this when you think life has been unfair to you and you indulge in self-pity.

Before I close, here is Charlie’s reply when a shareholder asked him in the 2013 AGM of Daily Journal Corp how does one recover from the reverses in investing and not dwell much on them –

You know what Rudyard Kipling said? Treat those two imposters just the same success and failure. Of course, there’s going to be some failure in making the correct decisions. Nobody bats a thousand. I think it’s important to review your past stupidities so you are less likely to repeat them, but I’m not gnashing my teeth over it or suffering or enduring it. I regard it as perfectly normal to fail and make bad decisions. I think the tragedy in life is to be so timid that you don’t play hard enough so you have some reverses.

If there is one big lesson we can take from Charlie’s life, apart from the one on being a learning machine, it is that we must pick ourselves up after every meltdown we suffer. We must also know that all our struggles and all our failures will lead us to experience something greater and lead us to be someone better.

Then let’s begin all over again. And find the courage to stand up, and face today with just as much hope as we had yesterday.

P.S. Books to read on Charlie’s life and work – Poor Charlie’s Almanack, Damn Right, Seeking Wisdom, Charlie Munger – The Complete Investor

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[thrashermaxey]

Ramblings: EK Fallout, Nylander’s Contract, Avs’ Crease, Tolvanen, Simmonds, & Zetterberg (Sept. 15th)

Photo Courtesy: @S7Dsn

  The Dobber Fantasy Guide has been updated after all the recent moves (apparently there was a substantial one yesterday?). It will continue to be updated throughout camps, preseason and as we move through the early portion of the year. Buy it and never look back.

  While you're at it, grab the Prospect Report as well. This is a young man's game and you can never know too much about what's coming down the pike. 

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  Michael Clifford broke down the Karlsson to San Jose trade yesterday. I’d like to echo his sentiments that it seems nearly unfathomable that Peter DeBoer would leave Burns or Karlsson on the bench when the first power play unit steps onto the ice.

  Sure, we can look at Nashville and see how splitting Subban and Josi onto two units has been successful for the team and both players. However, with no disrespect to Roman Josi, he is not Brent Burns.

  {source}<blockquote class="twitter-tweet" data-lang="en"><p lang="en" dir="ltr">Possible. More likely is he becomes Ovechkin and just hammers bombs from the left circle off passes from Jumbo and EK for 2 straight minutes every PP. <a href="https://t.co/1bF4JSeg3G">https://t.co/1bF4JSeg3G</a></p>— /Cam Robinson/ (@Hockey_Robinson) <a href="https://twitter.com/Hockey_Robinson/status/1040319104215707648?ref_src=twsrc%5Etfw">September 13, 2018</a></blockquote>

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  Having Burns blast away from that left circle will be insane. Evander Kane might be considered the best goal scorer on the team by many, but for my money it’s Burns. Being able to receive passes into his wheelhouse from Thornton and Karlsson may lead to him flirting with 30 goals again. He almost got there (29) in 2016-17.

  My lifetime (32 years) has only seen three defenders break 30-goals. Kevin Hatcher (34 in 1992-93), Mike Green (31 in 2008-09), and Paul Coffee (30 in 1988-89).  I’d like to see another.

  I also share the viewpoint that Timo Meier is a great beneficiary of this deal. I expected him to continue to elevate his play, but his place beside Logan Couture should now be solidified. He’s a volume shooter with a high-end pedigree and a nose for finding the back of the net. Plus, now he has EK creating magic during five-on-five. Which is never a bad thing.

  For more coverage on the trade, I broke down the prospects involved on DobberProspects.

  **

  It was announced on Friday morning that Henrik Zetterberg has played his final NHL contest. We had heard the rumours that his back had prohibited him from training this offseason and he was in danger of missing significant time.

  It’s a shame that a player of his ilk was denied a farewell tour or at least a lasting standing ovation. While he didn’t hit the 500-goal or 1000-point benchmarks, his Conn Smythe Trophy, Triple Gold Club membership and King Clancy Award should be enough to send him into the Hall in the future.

  Enjoy retirement, Hank.

  **

  As training camps opened around the league, there are a handful of familiar faces missing. Elliotte Friedman reported on several restricted free agents who have yet to put pen to paper and as such are MIA from camp.

  The most fantasy-relevant being William Nylander. By the sound of it, Nylander and his camp want no part in a bridge-deal and are seeking something in the Leon Draisaitl 8-plus million dollar range.

  As Freidman mentioned, Draisaitl had accumulated 128 points in the two seasons leading up to that monster eight-year, 68 million dollar (8.5 per) deal. Nylander has racked up 122. Most can agree that Draisaitl is overpaid, but with inflation coming into play, it’s not outrageous to ask for such a number. That’s what agents are for; asking.

  We’ll see how this shakes out but I’m guessing Nylander isn’t overly interested in missing out on the offensive gravy train that's bubbling in Toronto these days.

  I’ll put my best guess at a long-term deal worth 7.5 per.

  **

  So, who gets the lion share of the starts in Colorado this season? It’s a question every poolie with a pulse has been muttering to themselves this summer. After trading for the long-time Caps’ backup, the Avalanch have put another question mark next to Varlamov’s name. The Russian netminder has refused to stay healthy and/or consistent. He’s a volatile fantasy asset that few chase.

  At this point, they probably give Varly the opening night gig if both play reasonably well in preseason. Then it’ll be all about the hot hand. If one goes on a long enough roll, they’ll build up some goodwill with the coaching staff and likely gain a longer leash.

  Graubauer is my pick to finish with more starts, but nothing is certain in the world of goaltenders – especially ones who haven’t ever been given the ball on a long-term basis.

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  I released my Top 315 Skater Point Projections earlier this week. It’s two bucks for the whole shebang. Cheap Cheap.

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  Once a multicategory darling, Wayne Simmonds’ stock has fallen significantly. 2017-18 was a down season for the 30-year-old. Normally Simmonds is a near-lock for 25-plus goals, 50-60 points, triple-digit penalty minutes and over 200 shots on goal. However, last season saw his totals drop precipitously across the spectrum.

  Five-year lows in goals (24), points (46), and shots on goal (176). His 57 penalty minutes were the lowest of his career – including the lockout-shortened 2012-13 campaign. A good chunk of this can be chalked up to his playing the season with a torn pelvis. That would not have been a fun challenge. He’s had the surgery and is ready to begin training camp.

  There are a few more looming questions around the Flyers winger though. The first is contractual. He’s heading in into the final season of a six-year contract that paid him 3.975 million per. That’s turned out to be a sweetheart deal for the Flyers. And it's without question that Simmonds will be looking to cash in on what is likely his last big contract.

  Second is the infusion of JVR into the lineup. The two play incredibly similar styles and there Is really only room for one net-front presence on the top power play. `Philly is paying van Riemsdyk a hefty salary and they won’t be paying him to see secondary minutes.

  So, what comes next? Well, Simmonds' value will likely plummet in drafts this year. The concerns are justifiable. It’s unlikely that he sees three-plus minutes of power play deployment on the top unit next season as per usual. However, his overall game should rebound. Expect a return to the pugilistic and hardnosed player he’s always been. Rejuvenated shot metrics and around 50 blocks.

  At his best, he was a 60-point player who needed top man-advantage deployment to contribute 30-plus percent of that production. Without the deployment, expect something in the 40-45-point range.

  The wild card is if the Flyers decide to move the asset before seeing it walk for nothing in the offseason if they’re not prepared to pay him his ask. If a contender buys him, he will see a nice uptick in value. Something to watch as the season unfolds.

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  A popular pick to be in the Calder contention as Rookie of the Year this season is Eeli Tolvanen. We’ve all heard about his exploits last season in the KHL. Hell, I dedicated a weekly space at the end of my DobberProspects’ Ramblings to shine a light on the bushel of goals he’d racked up over that stretch.

  However, his place in the Predators’ roster remains unclear.

  No one is going to be pushing Filip Forsberg out of the top left-wing spot. He, Ryan Johansen and Viktor Arvidsson are a package until something fundamentally stops working.

  That leaves Tolvanen to battle it out with Kevin Fiala for the right to slide in beside Kyle Turris on the second line. Turris and Fiala formed a nice secondary wave of offense in Nashville last season. They both provide the strong two-way ability that Tolvanen still lacks. Fiala has been building the long way and his 23-goals a year ago could be just the tip of the iceberg. 

  If Tolvanen is unable to secure a spot in the top six, his outlook from the third line and second power-play unit should be muted. As mentioned earlier, the Preds have enough talent to spread between two man-advantage units. The 2017 first rounder's release will be the focal point on the left circle, while Ryan Ellis’ blast will work the right side. That should be able to bump his numbers up, but expecting much more than 40 points may be asking for trouble.

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  That’s all for now. Feel free to follow me on Twitter @Hockey_Robinson

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