Phil

BOOOOOOOO GG HORSES

And this is why we're friends. Same actually - I am familiar with basically Phobia and that's it - save I Will Not Bow - which is on my workout setlist (and I started listening to that song on repeat while playing Quake III Arena... because I'm that cool)

Perp Motion in the VHLM:

Wasn't going to keep posting these her, but I've heard @Draper and @Higgins like good content - so I figured I wouldn't keep this to Toronto's LR and continue contributing to the board's success! A Legion Xmas Story Chapter 1 - @stevo Chapter 2 - @DollarAndADream & @Molholt Chapter 3 - @sterling & @Phil Chapter 4 - @Victor Chapter 5 World tossed and turned, fighting the midday sun as it streamed in through the hotel window. His head was pounding but because he had spent so many mornings with the company of just hangovers, he was numb to its effect. Grumbling, he got up and drew back the curtains, revealing the bustling city of Toronto many feet below. Slush and high prices and profits; that’s all World saw. People tricking themselves into thinking that being in a fake state of good spirits cleanses them of all bad deeds done throughout the year but that’s probably the most selfish delusion. They just have to fake it for two weeks or so and that should wash away their guilt of being self-absorbed creatures. World sighed aloud. “But that’s just what we are.” An hour later, World was sipping coffee and reading the new terrors in the world from the newspaper. A friendly waitress came up and introduced herself as Mary. “Would you like anything at all to eat, Mr. Free?” “Mmm,” World grunted, not looking up. “Let me just…” He reached for the menu and started scourging it for a particular dish. “I’ll give you a moment. Just catch my eye when you’re ready, Sir.” Mary said and turned away to attend to a sickly loving couple. That’s why World liked hotels. It was their job to please; even if they didn’t mean it, even if they’ve had a terrible day, every single day of the year they had to pull it together and smile for everyone. Mary came back with a fresh cup of coffee and leant close to him, putting a hand on his shoulder as she set it down. “I put some whiskey in this one. Looks like you need it. It’s on the house. Enjoy.” A flicker flashed across World mind, so quickly, it didn’t register. World put the cup to his lips, savouring the smell. He set it back down on the table and finally found what he was looking for on the menu. Looking up he locked eyes with Mary and she came trotting over. “I’d like the pancakes with strawberries and blueberries on the side.” “A breakfast classic! Can’t get any homelier than that! Butter and syrup on top separately?” “Uh, on the side.” Mary joint the note on her pad and glanced down at him. “What ails you so?" World stared at the napkin holder, unable to meet her gaze. There was something about this woman… something he could not quite figure out. She not only seemed to be able to read people’s expressions, but their feelings too. She was a master of empathy, and this week, World was going to need a lot of that. This week was Christmas week. “You got 30 minutes to spend?” World asked sarcastically. Mary turned around and yelled “JIM! I’M GOING ON BREAK! PANCAKES WITH STRAWBERRIES, BLUEBERRIES, BUTTER, AND SYRUP ON THE SIDE! AND TWO MORE IRISH COFFEES.” She sat down opposite him and folded her hands, leaning in. “As a matter of fact I do.” World drew a deep breath and began.

defensive forward of the year HANDS DOWN!

RAWR!

suck it @tfong #inBeforeYou

Just give me the puck. I'll give it back so I can hit someone

to not say I was not shocked about not scoring but assisting would not be a false truth

merry fucking christmas

lol Ciroc's not too nice to Dom - I like it

A Legion Xmas Story Chapter 1 - @stevo Chapter 2 - @DollarAndADream & @Molholt Chapter 3 - @sterling & @Phil Chapter 4 Sitting on a park bench, with their hot ciders in hand, Greg @Victor put his arm around Cersei. “What a perfect day,“ Cersei said with a sigh. “Winter Festival with a miniature village, a parade, a walk around the shops, is there anything that could make this day more perfect?” Your eyes sparkle with like freshly fallen snow. Even after 2 years of being together, I still get that tingle in my stomach when I look into them. Your presence makes me feel peace and serenity with a dash of wonder and adventure. I'm sure it's that dichotomy that makes my stomach turn so. If only you really knew how I felt, perhaps we could build this perfect live together. “Uag” Greg grunted. “I know you’re no wordsmith, Gregor, but I can still see in your eyes that you understand and appreciate the magic of this Christmas festivities. I just sometimes wish you could express it more with your mouth rather than your eyes.” Oh my love, if but you just knew what thoughts danced around my mind. How can I deserve you if I cannot fully communicate to you about just how much you mean to me? Why when I try to talk with you, why does my brain and mouth lose all functionality? How can I make you understand that you are the angel at the top of my Fir Tree. I am but a giant collection of pine needles, all the same, short and simple, and yet you are my beacon, my guiding light, the Light of my World, my everything. How can I make you see it? “Uag good beauty uh.” He managed. Cersei sighed and rested her head on his shoulder, taking a small sip of cider, not very satisfied with the answer.

tbh Shankly should get an honourable mention

terrible sim for phils

too much @Greenery!

got fuckin @Green'd

Could I maybe get ONE assist in a 7-goal game?

A Legion Xmas Story Chapter 1 - @stevo Chapter 2 - @DollarAndADream & @Molholt Chapter 3 “Oh it’s just wonderful to have you lads home,” Mrs. Hamilton exclaimed, squeezing both Jeff @sterling and Phil in a hug of such intensity that it could kill a bear. “David arrived yesterday. It’s been such a henhouse over the past couple of days, writing our Christmas Letter, getting all the shopping done… of course I’ve left you boys with the task of chopping a tree down and bringing It home. Oh and Jeff you must remember to….” Mrs. Hamilton went on with her chin-wag for a few minutes straight. Her rosy cheeks grew steadily brighter and the ladle in her hand was used as if she were conducting a grand Concerto. The only reason she stopped talking was because something exploded in the kitchen. “Oh my word!” she cried out. “My potatoes! Now you two put your things in the guest room and come say hi to your father – he in the den.” And she bolted back to the kitchen, her apron struggling to keep up. Phil took one mischievous look at Jeff and bolted towards the room which they both knew had just one proper bed. Jeff was quick, but Phil’s half-stride advantage was all he needed to plop down on the actual bed and claim it as his own. Jeff fell defeated at the foot of his futon before landing a fist down on his brother’s foot. Hopping on one foot, Phil bounced over to the window and gasped in wonder. Jeff sidled over to his side to behold their parents magnificent back garden. 10 acres of untouched snow, with the mid-afternoon sunlight reflecting off the snow, making it sparkle with the luminosity of a thousand galaxies. Phil opened the window and inhaled deeply, only to be struck in the face with a snowball. Jeff laughed from beside him while down below David was wrapping a snowball for Jeff. The two upstairs stumbled over each other to get outside and get their own back, while Mrs. Hamilton scraped off the potatoes from the walls of the oven.

The draw is a joke ahaha I literally laughed when I saw it

A Legion Xmas Story Chapter 1 - @stevo Chapter 2 The clatter of a hundred dishes was mixed in with the chatter of a hundred people at Luigi’s Bistro. Snowflakes were whirling all around outside, zipping along in every which way except in a linear fashion, much like the waiters and waitresses. The Bistro had erected a stunning Christmas Tree at the entrance and decorated the walls and ceiling with festive baubles, mistletoe, and wreaths. From his booth, Zach @DollarAndADream looked up across the table at Max @Molholt and smiled as he flashed a lovingly glance to his wife beside him. “This was a wonderful idea Max,” he said, putting his arm around his wife. “You and Samantha are just a blast of fun! Why didn’t we think of doing a double date like this before?” Max cast a quick look to Samantha’s empty wine glass. Grabbing the bottle of Chardonnay, he started refilling everyone’s glasses and replied: “You know, it’s crazy to think that we’ve been teammates for 6 years and have never thought to do this. It’s been great – and Debbie it’s nice to finally meet you in person so I can put a name to the face. Zach barely shuts up about you. Don't worry though, it’s all nice things – just gets annoying when I’m trying to take my pre-game shit and he’s leaning against my stall talking about you – it just puts me off, you know?” Debbie snorted her mouthful of wine into her napkin. The whole table erupted in good cheer and laughter. Outside, the magical snow fell swiftly and peacefully, blissfully unaware or incapable of feeling the Christmas spirit in Luigi’s Bistro, and its contributing role in the magic of the moment.

looked like the world's most boring game lol

4. Americans , Phil Shankly 4 (Diana Maxwell) at 13:21 im sorry - what?

5 more hits

thanks bae

Yea, you bring out the worst/best in me