It is likely that I will only have limited blog access for the next day, so I leave you with a fun hockey fight.
Violence is not the answer.
Except in hockey.
Will my “super heavyweight” honey Darth Quaider get to throw some punches tonight? Hope so!
Far left. Adam McQuaid in a beanie.
Hot? Or not?
I can’t really tell.
The person who finds me a better, closer shot of DQ rocking that look gets a prize. Or at least a shoutout.
Internet? Don’t let me down.
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(Source: battlefly)
YES YES YES YES YES
The sheer number of Adam McQuaid photos I have saved as drafts is fairly epic.
Sidenote: Now that the Bruins won the Cup and the season is over, my Darth Quaider t-shirt can come out of the drawer from whence it was banished after Game Two vs. Montreal. #getexcited
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This was the first thing that greeted me when I turned on my computer this evening.
Yessssss. Perfect
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This is what I think about when I’m in boxing class, dripping with sweat, gasping for air, and feeling like my arms are about to fall off: my dude Adam McQuaid beating the tar out of someone (in this case, Carolina’s Troy Bodie).
He doesn’t back down from a fight, and I don’t back down from a ridiculously challenging workout. Hockey players can’t stop punching just because of a little fatigue, so I can’t either - although they’re not the ones punching for an hour straight!
Damn.
Darth Quaider cleans up nice - and he just landed a sweet contract extension.
Yay!
(via fuckyeahadammcquaid)
Photo via nicaanne:
Lololololol
