Just another day at practice in Los Angeles. Alexi Piastri is already missing the secluded break that he managed to sneak away to for a few days during a lull in the SHL schedule, and surf some of the funnest waves of his life. Let's give what Bobby taught me a shot, Piastri thinks to himself. He receives a pass skating parallel to his own blueline, Alexi begins to ride the natural current of the play, cutting up the ice and moving towards the attacking zone, he skates with a certain flow to his motions, he's in control and carving through the ice, not just skating on top of it. Incoming shark, he lowers a shoulder and bounces off of the would be check. It's here that Alexi realizes he's in the clear, he drives the net, carrying the puck slightly behind his skates, he shifts his body position, moving the puck to his backhand, he puts the puck between his legs, switches back to his forehand and buries one top corner as the goalie slides the opposite direction out of crease. Hang-ten skaka celly.