In a perfect world, that same penmanship would be the gracing the page of a 8-10 year contract extension worth 8-10 million per season, but - seeing as that's not even a possibility until July 1st - I'll take this sight as a close second in terms of soothing signatures. With Taylor Hall nursing the type of suspiciously vague injury that would allow Lou Lamoriello to dispose of his Viagra prescription and the Devils having run-through all of last year's optimism in wastefully wiping their way through a shitty follow-up season, a reason to smile is just what the doctor ordered. Needless to say, a reminder that they basically stole a Hart Trophy-worthy talent is exactly that.
The future is still disconcertingly uncertain, but what's guaranteed is that the tweet that marks the start of Taylor Hall's time in New Jersey will forever live in infamy. Four score and seven years later we'll still have a clear memory of the trade being "one for one", as if such a simplistic announcement on social media were of as much historical significance as the Gettysburg Address.
That, of course, is partially due to Adam Larsson's long understood limitations, but it's more so a credit to the transformative presence of the player that fully found himself as a 1st overall pick in being exchanged straight-up for a second-pairing defenseman. Taylor Hall turned a transaction that was seen as somewhat silly in the moment and slapped some Size 26 shoes and a clown nose on it (and Peter Chiarelli, for that matter) in making Bob McKenzie, of all people, more eternally viral than herpes. It's only right he pen his John Hancock under it, as he's been the muse for a hockey twitter masterpiece that's aged better than the fine wine I'll be anxiously guzzling like a lonely housewife on a Wednesday afternoon from when June ends until the most important of ink dries.