David Dwork

Glenn Quagmire is my guy.

Charlie McAvoy with his chin all beat up kind of looks like Quagmire right now.

No, Tom Wilson has those cheeks.

He looks like a chipmunk.

Yeah.

Rounding out my forwards, on the left side, I got Grease Stuff, Deaf Guy.

Easy choice.

Impossible to cover.

Slimy on the boards.

Just real good around the net.

On the right side, I wanted a Matthew Kachuk type from my right wing.

A sweetheart off the ice, but a nightmare inside the boards.

That's Cleveland Brown.

There's a reason that he's the low-key tough guy in Peter Griffin's friends group, and that's because it's Cleveland.

I got Meg as my right D, basically Radko Gudis without the beard on the ice.

Decent skater, impossible to get around, heavy shot, surprisingly physical, but definitely one of the female representation.

And then as my lefty, I've got Mr. Herbert.

Is there anyone better at tracking their prey or anyone with a sneakier quickness than that old pervert Mr. Herbert?

Plays through injuries, and he's like the Terminator when he's got his eyes on you and he's pursuing you.

All right, Rosie.