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torminiergardinerblock
PostedCOLON Mon Sep 12, 2011 12:09 pm
by Mike
Jake Gardiner: Showing his worth at the rookie tournament, have had a few nibble
Re: torminiblock
PostedCOLON Mon Sep 12, 2011 12:22 pm
by Nick
Some info in tyrell - just don't want to lose an NhLer myself - could something work?
Re: torminiblock
PostedCOLON Mon Sep 12, 2011 12:22 pm
by Nick
Interest *
Re: torminiblock
PostedCOLON Mon Sep 12, 2011 12:26 pm
by Mike
A single good prospect could work. Don't want a bunch of meh guys though.
Re: torminierblock
PostedCOLON Mon Sep 12, 2011 5:04 pm
by Mike
Mike wroteCOLONJake Gardiner: Showing his worth at the rookie tournament, have had a few nibbles.
Dana Tyrell: 22-year-old sophomore bottom sixer. Gets plenty of SHTOI and should improve on his 15 point rookie campaign.
Goalies gone. Lots of interest in both Gardiner and Tyrell.
Re: torminiergardinerblock
PostedCOLON Mon Sep 12, 2011 5:27 pm
by Mike
Just Gardiner. He good at hockey and stuffs.
Re: torminiergardinerblock
PostedCOLON Tue Sep 13, 2011 1:05 am
by anton
halischuk
Re: torminiergardinerblock
PostedCOLON Tue Sep 13, 2011 9:48 am
by Mike
If you want Gardiner act now...
Re: torminiergardinerblock
PostedCOLON Tue Sep 13, 2011 4:04 pm
by anton
Mike wroteCOLONIf you want Gardiner act now...
Is this a dagger which I see before me,
The handle toward my hand? Come, let me clutchthee.
I have thee not, and yet I see thee still.
Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible
To feeling as to sight? or art thou but
A dagger of the mind, a false creation,
Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain?
I see thee yet, in form as palpable
As this which now I draw.
Thou marshall’st me the way that I was going;
And such an instrument I was to use.
Mine eyes are made the fools o’ the other senses,
Or else worth all the rest; I see thee still,
And on thy blade and dudgeon gouts of blood,
Which was not so before. There’s no such thing:
It is the bloody business which informs
Thus to mine eyes. Now o’er the one halfworld
Nature seems dead, and wicked dreams abuse
The curtain’d sleep; witchcraft celebrates
Pale Hecate’s offerings, and wither’d murder,
Alarum’d by his sentinel, the wolf,
Whose howl’s his watch, thus with his stealthy pace.
With Tarquin’s ravishing strides, towards his design
Moves like a ghost. Thou sure and firm-set earth,
Hear not my steps, which way they walk, for fear
Thy very stones prate of my whereabout,
And take the present horror from the time,
Which now suits with it. Whiles I threat, he lives:
Words to the heat of deeds too cold breath gives.
And....Scene.
Re: torminiergardinerblock
PostedCOLON Tue Sep 13, 2011 4:11 pm
by Chris
Lady Macbeth was worse.