Lui gets the win.
Nom.
This is basically Keith Ballard spitting on himself over and over again because apparently I’ve forgotten how to make decent gifs that don’t feature Roberto Luongo.
Taken from my old Superskills footage.
Since Lu’s been such a show-off in the locker room lately, I feel much less weird about posting this gif, which has been sitting in my drafts for ages. (But that watermark is annoying and unnecessary, what was I thinking, etc.)
I realize he’s a grown man and a professional athlete who knows more about perseverance and resiliency than I could ever hope to understand, but his face though.
Because my adoration does not require a stunning save percentage in the last eight games. My adoration continues unabashed, despite odd man rushes and experimental defense pairings and pucks bouncing like rubber balls. My adoration happily ignores, even, the occasional bad rebound and mishandled puck and whatever else the media condemns. Frankly, my adoration doesn’t give a shit about any of that. It knows its business, and its business is this dude. Win or lose. Adoration. Go figure.
Now I know the face I’ll make when anyone asks me about that particular hockey game.
When the lights go out.
You know you’ve got it bad for a professional athlete when you find his inability to memorize three short sentences incredibly endearing.
And the sassy head tilt, Lu. Why.
Consider this my (belated) response to the shutout on Thursday.
