Quinn Hughes staring at the camera like there is a dead Victorian child staring right back at him and goddamn I hope there is and they give him no peace. I hope the ghost of whatever was left of his dignity haunts him for the rest of his life.

He had such a busy day yesterday destroying all the goodwill he earned with that OT shot, he must be so exhausted.

Grateful my Devils jersey is Dougie and not Jack or I’d have to be torching it right now.

Very curious to see how the men’s team is going to respond to this invitation.

What’s further disappointing is Trump joking on the phone with the team that he would invite them to the White House but then he’d have to invite the women’s team as well and they all just, fucking laugh. Like isn’t it so hilarious the women who also won gold should be invited to the White House.

Should give Luke an assist credit on that goal

I had too much hope in my heart.

My blood pressure can’t take this.

There can be no hope. Only pain.

Ahh Jason Aldean, another classic case of untalented white men finding fame in mediocrity.

I just want to be able to yell, “he ain’t no Haula back boy” at my TV again.

Unfortunately, as a Texan, I’m fairly certain Ted Cruz’s favorite music is the sound baby animals crying. Or like, Blake Shelton.