Give this guy the Drunk Vezina

There’s nothing worse than trucking your ass out to horrible rinks, at horrible times, only to have the other team’s tender not show. Look at this hero. He was probably 8 deep down at Molly Kay’s (or whatever the Chzech Version of Molly Kay’s is) getting ready for Monday Night Football when his team captain called wondering where he was. But being the gamer he is, he suited up to give the other team something to pepper. I love his spirit. He can play for me any day.