How are you feeling? Lochlan wanders past the door every fifteen minutes or less. I can set my watch by it this morning. I'm lying on my back on the floor of the front porch just on the other side of the door. If someone rushes out without looking they're going to crush me but everyone's mostly out today anyway.
I'm kind of worried.
He drops what he's doing and pushes the screen door open, stepping over me and sitting down on the other side. What's wrong?
Preseason begins in a week and Bieksa is still a free agent.
Lochlan laughs out loud. That's the day's tragedy?
Well...YEAH. It's just like in elementary school when everyone picked their teams for Red Rover and I'd always be the last person left that neither team wanted. I know how he must feel.
It's because your size made you a liability. No one wanted to be the criminal who knocked you down and made you cry.
Imagine how he must feel then. He's so much bigger. There's no excuse for this travesty.
I'm sure he's happily kicking back at his house in California, halfway into a welcome early retirement.
If that's what he wants.
Call him and ask.
Do you think..WAIT. I wonder if Caleb can pull some strings.
And find his number?
No, get him signed!
To whom?
The Canucks! Jesus, they need all the help they can get this year.
It'll probably happen.
Oh. Did you already ask Caleb to do it?
So nothing's actually wrong, then? Because I've got some work to do.
Your sensitivity is noted.
He isn't even your favorite player anymore!
He might be again if he had the right team!
I'm kind of worried.
He drops what he's doing and pushes the screen door open, stepping over me and sitting down on the other side. What's wrong?
Preseason begins in a week and Bieksa is still a free agent.
Lochlan laughs out loud. That's the day's tragedy?
Well...YEAH. It's just like in elementary school when everyone picked their teams for Red Rover and I'd always be the last person left that neither team wanted. I know how he must feel.
It's because your size made you a liability. No one wanted to be the criminal who knocked you down and made you cry.
Imagine how he must feel then. He's so much bigger. There's no excuse for this travesty.
I'm sure he's happily kicking back at his house in California, halfway into a welcome early retirement.
If that's what he wants.
Call him and ask.
Do you think..WAIT. I wonder if Caleb can pull some strings.
And find his number?
No, get him signed!
To whom?
The Canucks! Jesus, they need all the help they can get this year.
It'll probably happen.
Oh. Did you already ask Caleb to do it?
So nothing's actually wrong, then? Because I've got some work to do.
Your sensitivity is noted.
He isn't even your favorite player anymore!
He might be again if he had the right team!