Remember that scene from Office Space where Peter is at the hypnotherapist's office and he asks if there's a way the doctor could hypnotize him to not realize he's been at work all day. Like, he could just come home and think he'd been fishing all day?
But I wish there were a way to just.... not see him play hockey... until he's putting the puck in the net. I hate every other thing about his game.
I hate that he tucks his jersey in the back. I hate that his idea of forechecking is just leeeeeaaaaning way out and half-heartedly poking in the general vicinity of the guy with the puck (never close enough to actually get touched).
I hate how he floats in the defensive zone, keeping just busy enough to not stand out as completely worthless, but still being completely worthless.
I'm sure he's a nice guy but if I were making a list of hockey players I'd want to go into battle with out there, he wouldn't even make the back-up list. I wouldn't even want him in the building.
So, while Chicago fans had Havlat Jesus, all I have is "JESUS, Havlat...."