Patric Hornqvist orders his coffee in a raging hurry.
Come on. Don't act surprised.
I've witnessed this myself several times now at a small Starbucks in Cranberry, near the Penguins' practice facility. He'll stride purposefully through the single glass door, take a straight path to the register, order in three syllables or less, make a beeline to the barista, have his sleeve and stirrer at the ready, grab his tall mocha-choca latte, then burst back through that same door before it's had a chance to close.
It's fabulous. It's as if it happens in fast-forward.
I share this because I'm beyond convinced now that everything about this franchise begins with this man doing some form of this thing. And you know, it just might end there, too.
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Carl Hagelin crashes into and flips over the Capitals' Braden Holtby in the first period. -- DKPS
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