Carl Hagelin Keeps Me Up At Night

So it's 4am and I'm wide awake. I tried to go to bed a few hours ago but keep thrashing around because of these dreams/visions of Carl Hagelin making Bemidji State's skaters look like a bunch of 12 year old pee wee players. With his textbook odd-man rush technique (kudos to Kevin Lynch here as well), Denard-esque speed, and make-your-goalie-look-like-he-just-got-pantsed-on-the-playground dekes, I can't help but wonder when he's going to come after me. Even his perplexing saintly unselfishness on empty-netters leaves me to ponder what he's going to do next that will leave me on the floor, pissing my pants in the fetal position. When I was 5 years old, I watched the movie Tremors and it kept me up for weeks. I have a feeling I'm in a similar situation right now.