Sid was my favorite player growing up and we’re buddies, and it’s always fun to play against him. He’s a little bit more serious than most of the buddies I play against. You usually can talk to your friends, but he’s all business on the ice. I just said, ‘Hey,’ and he looked at me and ignored me. He’s pretty serious, but that’s OK. I don’t know if he’s mad at me or what. I’ll have to see.
listen y'all, I know we like to write Bitty as a “mom”, (I’ve been guilty of that too and its okay, like it’s totally fine) but. Bitty is twenty two and he is a frat boy who has grown up around athletes, he's gross and lazy and I would like to present you with some examples. okay, hear me out:
“Fuck off.” Louis leans
into this boy’s personal space just to show how unaffected he is, even if it is
technically a bluff. “My team’s winning.”
The boy crowds right
back into him with a smug look, and that turns out to be their downfall—a large
man to his left nudges his arm and gestures to the jumbotron, where Louis and
fucking Newsboy are currently encased in a cartoon heart with the words KISS
CAM burning brightly above them.