This is from the dark and horrible days of the lockout, but I bring it to you now for one reason:
When John Tavares does something right, scores a goal and/or tucks in his shirt (so, every day), I’m going to say, “That’s a lot of cows.”
#thatslotofcows
He doesn’t say “yeah,” he says “yes.” And he loves bread. ME TOO!! OMIGOD!! But we need to have a talk about Ovaltine and the possibility, however minute, that JT91 may have never see A Christmas Story.
I have imaginarily broken up with people I don’t know over less.
For now, just leave me here with my chin in my hands, drinking a milkshake, watching this on repeat.
(Kudos to Lindsay for sending this video and generally being the bestever.)
Tags: john tavares, New York Islanders
Gaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah he is the most precious!! Watching him in interviews gives me SO MUCH second hand embarrassment, but that just makes me love him more and I don’t understand it. I feel like Freud would have something weird to say about this.
I’m going to have to insist on seeing a birth certificate. There’s no way he’s 23 (22 in the that video). There’s just not.
He’s the definition of “old soul.”
And I totally expect to him say, “Aww, shucks” in conversation without a hint of irony.
JOHN LOVES BREAD AND CHOCOLATE. TRUE LOVE, THIS IS IT.
Plus those eyes?? #deadonthecoldhardfloor
that was so adorable i can barely take it.
Dear John: Please just read me the science book that you teach out of whether it’s lava flow, cloud formations or even single celled organisms. I just want to hear you speak.
oo, bonus with Bergy: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GduMIPqYCxA
Dear lord, just the way Patrice says “Toblerone.” UGH.