As I trek further into the wilds of Northern Finland, I see the first sign of human activity for miles - a sign that simply says (translated) "Keep out, trespassers will be thunderdomed." For the first time in my post-retirement trek to locate Dank Boija, I finally know that I am on the right track. After a career marked by a renowned chippy style, several points, and a number of suspensions for off-ice behaviour, the player we affectionately called "Snussu" had sworn off society and retreated into the wilderness to live out the rest of his days. We hadn't heard from him in years, but with our own careers to worry about, we had never had time to track him down. After my career ended in disappointment, as expected, I resolved to finally do right by a teammate and find Boija, if only just to make sure he was ok.

After days of hiking through the alpine wilderness, I finally arrived at a cottage that was covered wall to wall in security cameras. Before I could even knock on the door, I was greeted with a shotgun being pointed at me and my old friend screaming unintelligibly in Finnish. I tried to reason with him, and let him know just how many of us cared about his well-being, but I was promptly escorted off the property. As I returned home, my only hope was that seeing me would be enough to motivate him to come back to society. That was when I logged onto the SHL boards and saw a fresh thunderdome post, simply titled "Murphy." It was then that I knew that our little Finnish friend was lost to us forever.


(15 mins to spare lol)
@Snussu