You were a ghost, one of the maple leafs players. From the 60’s. You died tragically during a game before things were that safe

Mitch often found himself listening to your ghostly voice while he was at practice or while he was in the locker rooms

But recently, you had found your spirit attracted to Mitch. Every where he went. You went, even turning games. It’s like you were right next to him. Talking his ear off and he slightly enjoyed it