Typical cheap shot by the least classy team in the NHL. Fuck you Anaheim.

Alan Moore, V for Vendetta (via larmoyante)

You wear a mask for so long, you forget who you were beneath it.

Jonathan Carroll  (via wildlywanderlust)

(Source: jonathancarroll.com, via alm0st-wonderland)

I firmly believe in small gestures: pay for their coffee, hold the door for strangers, over tip, smile or try to be kind even when you don’t feel like it, pay compliments, chase the kid’s runaway ball down the sidewalk and throw it back to him, try to be larger than you are— particularly when it’s difficult. People do notice, people appreciate. I appreciate it when it’s done to (for) me. Small gestures can be an effort, or actually go against our grain (“I’m not a big one for paying compliments…”), but the irony is that almost every time you make them, you feel better about yourself. For a moment life suddenly feels lighter, a bit more Gene Kelly dancing in the rain.

Where do they find these announcers? I have friends who have never watched hockey that know more about the game then these morons. Im watching the rest of the game on mute.