GDT: 11/23/24 - 7:00PM EDT - Dallas vs Tampa Bay

[TheDaysOf 04]

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[These Are The Days]

I am gonna take a wild guess on Paul. It's just too early to know anything and not only do they not know what's going on, they don't have a time table.

 

[DFC]

Point going for a Cy Young.

He's one of the stranger goal scorers in the league. He has a playmaker's skillset but he's so smart that he just scores goals.

 

[DistantThunderRep]

Last night, I felt a bit of melancholy. My birthday is coming up on Sunday, turning 39. Almost hitting that big 4-0. Thinking back on my youth, the hopes and dreams I had. All I could do is slightly chuckle. Thought I'd have a house, nope, good old Vancouver made that impossible. Thought, I'd be married, hit that pretty awesomely. Thought I'd at least have a kid, nature decided that was not in the cards for us. Would get the ability to cheer and celebrate my team winning the Stanley Cup, hit that 3 times.

While my wife was asleep, me just blindly awake drinking some Hibiki Whisky, I could feel some tears welling up blurring my vision. Thinking back on all things accomplished, all things left to accomplish, all things that I forgot about, all the things that can't be done...I looked up to the night sky. The vast, unfathomable, endless sky. The place of infinite possibilities, the infinite opportunities, the infinite disappointments, all dancing and constantly in flux dancing at every possible moment past, present, and future.

As my vision becomes more clear, I see the tapestry of all things twinkling and speaking to me through the Stars, and they say "We Gon' Lose".

 

[BowB4Bolts]

Last night, I felt a bit of melancholy. My birthday is coming up on Sunday, turning 39. Almost hitting that big 4-0. Thinking back on my youth, the hopes and dreams I had. All I could do is slightly chuckle. Thought I'd have a house, nope, good old Vancouver made that impossible. Thought, I'd be married, hit that pretty awesomely. Thought I'd at least have a kid, nature decided that was not in the cards for us. Would get the ability to cheer and celebrate my team winning the Stanley Cup, hit that 3 times.

While my wife was asleep, me just blindly awake drinking some Hibiki Whisky, I could feel some tears welling up blurring my vision. Thinking back on all things accomplished, all things left to accomplish, all things that I forgot about, all the things that can't be done...I looked up to the night sky. The vast, unfathomable, endless sky. The place of infinite possibilities, the infinite opportunities, the infinite disappointments, all dancing and constantly in flux dancing at every possible moment past, present, and future.

As my vision becomes more clear, I see the tapestry of all things twinkling and speaking to me through the Stars, and they say "We Gon' Lose".

No, that wasn't it.

 

[Felonious Python]

 

[These Are The Days]

Last night, I felt a bit of melancholy. My birthday is coming up on Sunday, turning 39. Almost hitting that big 4-0. Thinking back on my youth, the hopes and dreams I had. All I could do is slightly chuckle. Thought I'd have a house, nope, good old Vancouver made that impossible. Thought, I'd be married, hit that pretty awesomely. Thought I'd at least have a kid, nature decided that was not in the cards for us. Would get the ability to cheer and celebrate my team winning the Stanley Cup, hit that 3 times.

While my wife was asleep, me just blindly awake drinking some Hibiki Whisky, I could feel some tears welling up blurring my vision. Thinking back on all things accomplished, all things left to accomplish, all things that I forgot about, all the things that can't be done...I looked up to the night sky. The vast, unfathomable, endless sky. The place of infinite possibilities, the infinite opportunities, the infinite disappointments, all dancing and constantly in flux dancing at every possible moment past, present, and future.

As my vision becomes more clear, I see the tapestry of all things twinkling and speaking to me through the Stars, and they say "We Gon' Lose".

Yeah Monday for me my dude. Funny enough that is also the day I'm finally gonna own my first house. At 36. Gonna be fun paying it off til I retire

 

[DistantThunderRep]

Yeah Monday for me my dude. Funny enough that is also the day I'm finally gonna own my first house. At 36. Gonna be fun paying it off til I retire

Congrats brother, on another year, another milestone to check off the list. Get some good insurance and burn it down to the ground and move to Spain with me at 50. Lol.

 

[LightningStrikes]

The Stars have a .667 P% despite their star players underperforming a bit. Gonna be a tough one.

 

[ccman68]

it’s over. vasy about to have the worst game of his career

 

[Bozo Nicholson]

Last night, I felt a bit of melancholy. My birthday is coming up on Sunday, turning 39. Almost hitting that big 4-0. Thinking back on my youth, the hopes and dreams I had. All I could do is slightly chuckle. Thought I'd have a house, nope, good old Vancouver made that impossible. Thought, I'd be married, hit that pretty awesomely. Thought I'd at least have a kid, nature decided that was not in the cards for us. Would get the ability to cheer and celebrate my team winning the Stanley Cup, hit that 3 times.

While my wife was asleep, me just blindly awake drinking some Hibiki Whisky, I could feel some tears welling up blurring my vision. Thinking back on all things accomplished, all things left to accomplish, all things that I forgot about, all the things that can't be done...I looked up to the night sky. The vast, unfathomable, endless sky. The place of infinite possibilities, the infinite opportunities, the infinite disappointments, all dancing and constantly in flux dancing at every possible moment past, present, and future.

As my vision becomes more clear, I see the tapestry of all things twinkling and speaking to me through the Stars, and they say "We Gon' Lose".

I hit 39 last month. It was a little disturbing, but there was the temporary relief of knowing that it wasn’t the big 4-0.

 

[Rschmitz]

Last night, I felt a bit of melancholy. My birthday is coming up on Sunday, turning 39. Almost hitting that big 4-0. Thinking back on my youth, the hopes and dreams I had. All I could do is slightly chuckle. Thought I'd have a house, nope, good old Vancouver made that impossible. Thought, I'd be married, hit that pretty awesomely. Thought I'd at least have a kid, nature decided that was not in the cards for us. Would get the ability to cheer and celebrate my team winning the Stanley Cup, hit that 3 times.

While my wife was asleep, me just blindly awake drinking some Hibiki Whisky, I could feel some tears welling up blurring my vision. Thinking back on all things accomplished, all things left to accomplish, all things that I forgot about, all the things that can't be done...I looked up to the night sky. The vast, unfathomable, endless sky. The place of infinite possibilities, the infinite opportunities, the infinite disappointments, all dancing and constantly in flux dancing at every possible moment past, present, and future.

As my vision becomes more clear, I see the tapestry of all things twinkling and speaking to me through the Stars, and they say "We Gon' Lose".

I hit 39 last month. It was a little disturbing, but there was the temporary relief of knowing that it wasn’t the big 4-0.

I also turned 39 a few months ago....

and happy birthday!

 

[Hockeyville USA]

This game screams 5-2 loss where Hintz, Johnston, Stankoven, & Heiskanen just kill us all night.

Hope I'm wrong and we pull a 4-3 OT win out of our ass.