Graj takes the puck from center Tony Soprano and cuts inside against the opposition. He speeds past the winger and looks the center dead in the eyes. With a subtle lowering of his shoulder, he makes the center brace for an inevitable impact, only to at the last moment stand on a skate and hike to the right with just enough time to make it past him. With his other forward linemate Barg Hazbite occupying the remaining winger, he turns his attention to the 2 on 1 he now faces. He can see the net between them, but knows that a shot from here would be pure folly. Graj skates to the left, hoping to give Soprano enough room to skate up to him for a potential pass, but with ice space between the net and puck dwindling rapidly, the right defenseman directly in front of him begins to slow his backwards skate and attack. Graj speeds up as the stick begins to come to the ice in earnest, and with the power of determination and conditioning, his old man legs make it just past the outstretched stick and body of the much younger opponent. With only a moment left before skating around the net, Graj glances up and sees that the angle with which he has to shoot is nearly impossible, but also sees Hazbite rolling in from the opposite end towards the back of the net. He cuts in towards the net, fakes a pass to Hazbite, and on a backwards no-look flick of his stick he sends the puck directly onto Soprano, who without a touch lifts his stick and powers a hellish shot directly at the opposite corner from the glove hand. On instinct, the keeper raises his stick's handle, and the puck deflects off the side and into the back of the net - Philly has won!