Gaudreau was the super hot person at the bar that you hooked up with a few times, but couldn’t keep because they were out of your league.
Tkachuk was the complete package. The dream person. Your first love. They broke your heart.
Monahan? Monahan was the RIGHT person. The person next door you neglected, but shouldn’t have. The person that you reflect back on thinking “they were right for me all along”, but you blew it because you were busy dreaming of Gaudreau and chasing Tkachuk.
I miss Mony.
