It would be the heist of the century.  A handful of the top SHL stars suddenly and without explanation find themselves playing worse than a junior level goalie in Franchise Hockey.  Little do they know that it was I who completed the heist, and while regression should be taking me out of the game, I am feeling more invigorated and dominant as ever.  Of course, no villainous deed can go unsolved.  It demands to be found out, begging and longing as any great plan does to be uncovered and unraveled for notoriety.  The part of the plan that allowed me to steal the best from who the SHL has to offer that makes it so easily achieved...is the fact that I am a goalie.  I get face to face, often, almost nightly against the best in the SHL and often times thanks to scrums in front of the crease I get in contact with these aces of the ice.  Little do they know though, that all it takes is a touch of a blocker, or a leg pad and poof!  Off they go as send-downs to figure out why they're suddenly playing so abysmal.  All the while, my team passing and puckhandling has gone exponentially greater and my offensive read has skyrocketed to know EXACTLY what my opposing team is getting read to do.  Because of this, a cup is no doubt in my future!  HA HA HA HA HA!