Listen. I firmly believe the Falconers play “the floor is lava”
After every practice, Georgia groups everyone up for announcements, and at the end she says calmly: “the floor is lava” and twenty grown men are clamoring to the nearest climbable object, shoving each other and kicking.
In a small gas station during a long roadie, someone from somewhere in the store shouts “the floor is lava!” and ten seconds later there’s two shelves down and Jack is apologizing to a tired manager while sitting on the cashier counter, not touching the floor
During lunch in the dining area, Jack sits with Tater, Snowy, Marty, Thirdy, Guy, and Poots. They’re talking idly and quietly, guy says “so, you hear about the floor?” Jack and Marty groan, Tater grins, Poots braces for it. “it’s apparently lava” guy finishes.
There’s food knocked to the floor as Guy just continues eating his lunch like nothing.
They’ve broken two chairs, a coffee table, Jacks wrist, and a lamp.
question. i was reading ‘hockey shit with ransom and holster’ and i noticed this:
so, if the locker room court is judged by the captain…does that mean jack had to wear shades and dole out judgement?
i’m just thinking about sweet sweet jack zimmermann sitting in the archives trying to find precedents about old judgments from previous captains and managers. they are not organized men and women; it has taken him many hours to decipher their scrawled minutes from “court.” the librarian comes up to him, worried by the sweat on his brow and his serious expression.
“are you working on a project, dear?” she asks. (she is likely 70 years old. she went to samwell. she was alicia zimmermann’s librarian.)
“no,” jack answers, looking up at her with the most intense expression she’s ever seen on a student. “my team keeps shitting in the bus and i need to figure out how much to fine them.”
A daring move. Jack Zimmermann’s coming out picture, seen on the front of ESPN’s May edition, seems to defy anyone who would oppose him.
(after five hours of awkward Jack in front of a camera, someone had the BRILLANT IDEA of taking the picture after 1- the Falconers won a match and 2- letting Jack and Bitty alone in an empty room for 20 minutes. The result was a success.)
a cp! play where parse is exactly the same as draco malfoy from a very potter musical. he speaks with a totally inexplicable british accent even though he’s from new york. he rolls into epikegster on the floor saying: “i wouldn’t believe it if i weren’t seeing it for myself. jack zimmermann. at a party. taking a selfie” and then he poses dramatically and says “hey, zimms. didja miss me?”
“you know who i think is the ugliest player in the nhl? jack laurent zimmermann. you know what i’d give him, on a scale of 1 to 10??? (with one being the ugliest and ten being the prettiest?) i’d give him…an 8. 8.5. or a 9. no higher than a 9.8, because there’s always room for improvement. not everyone can be perfect, like me. but i’m holding out for a 10. because i’m worth it.”
“You can’t just GO to the las vegas aces. You need a rocket ship!”
“Do YOU have a rocketship, Zimmermann? I bet you do! You know not all of us inherited enough money to buy out NASA when our parents won the Stanley Cup. Look at this! Rocketship Zimmermann! Starkid Zimmermann! Moonshoes Zimmerman, traversing the galaxy for intergalatic travels to the NHL!”
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