My next player will be an American pure playmaking center. Là Dude was born and raised on the mean streets of Elmyra, NY. Fending off pimps looking to sell his body, pushers looking for him to pay them his life, his mom trying to take his jeep - Dude found sanctuary in an after school hockey program. Turns out he had a knack for taking draws, dishing pucks, staying in his own lane. Though he narrowly escaped the slums of upstate New York, he clearly has forgotten what it means to be a street rat. With his slick hair and pompous affectations, he is a far cry from his upbringing. In a bid to make 150 words, he also took one boxing class and learned how to throw a punch properly. This led to him thinking he is a god in a scrap even though his fighting is a measly 28 and gets trounced by anyone with a real punch attributing his losses to "I wasn't ready".