I had a dream that with under a minute remaining in the first, Johnny had a spectacular sequence of events one after the other and through a solo effort, put the Flames up 1-0 to end the period.
The puck was cleared out about waist high out of the Jets zone with no forecheckers bearing down (as both teams were headed to the bench for one final change) and Johnny, out of some otherworldly hockey sense, bats the puck down midair right at the blue line.
There's two defenders back still, with one already on him. So he fakes a backhand dump in like he wants to float it in, get off and change just like the rest of his line. He "ghosts" it, basically putting all his weight behind it and following through, but the puck never left the ice.
He uses the remaining dman as a screen and snaps one in short side and then I woke up with the goal horn fresh in my ears.
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