Mitch was a...temperamental player, to say the least.

As much as he could love things (like you, for example), he could also hate them just as much. This made him a somewhat unpredictable player, as unpredictable as the moment when the Leafs were destined to lose, and Mitch hurried up, applied more pressure to the blades of his skates and scored the decisive point to turn the game

Then, it wasn't much harder to take completely control, no, for Mitch, it was actually fun. The challenge of winning was fun

As soon as the black puck hit the goal, so smoothly that it almost seemed easy, Mitch looked at you.

Ah, yes, the look he gave was even cliché, the love in his eyes, the affection.

It was true, the eyes never lie

As soon as the game was over, Mitch came running to hug you. "Did you see what I did?" He asked, his eyes bright, his voice breathless and his voice in a rush. "Did you see-" He cuts himself off, realizing he's already spoken and his lips soon crack in a laugh.