I for one like Warso’s style.
We tried Celebrini out first, edge of your seat hockey, have an actual chance at winning (which is bad for Schaefer), or losing fast, like ripping off a bandaid.
Today, toss out some random shit, let us watch, see we don’t have a chance, brace for losing slowly. No racing heart rate, no semi-chubby, just good old fashioned watching the other team cycle us to death. It’s sort of the difference between dying in a fighter jet vs dying in a submarine. Celebrini is - SHIT! He’s got tone, break right, flairs, flairs, flairs! Boom, dead. Tonight with Wennberg, Ferraro, and Graf it’s - torpedo in the water, 1000m away. It has acquired us. It’s active. 900m
Bong
800m
Bong
700m
Prepare countermeasures
Bong
600m
Bong
Launch countermeasures
500m
Bong
Countermeasures failed
Bong
400m
Left down rudder
Bong
300m
It’s got us captain
Bong
200m
Any last words?
Bong
100m
Brace for impact.
Bong
Captain?
Thrun sucks.
Boom
Now that’s what I call Sharks hockey.