As summer approaches I've made a pact with myself to expand my mind and not my waist line. With that goal I've begun reading the complete works of Jane Austen (in between hockey games).
Pride and Prejudice got the honour of being the first and with it Mr. Darcy makes an appearance. No, he isn't really named Mr. Darcy. No, I'm not Elizabeth Bennet. No we don't hate each other then fall in love. In fact he doesn't know I exist (though until recently I didn't know he existed either).
Pekka Rinne of the Nashville Predators is one attractive man. He came to my notice during this years playoff run (lord I've been missing out).
So why Mr. Darcy...
Pekka Rinne is honourable. He stood on his head for his team, made some incredible saves, and remained poised throughout the high pressure playoff atmosphere.