I was browsing through the Ottawa Sun’s photogallery this afternoon and stumbled upon these exquisite pictures featuring Dany Heatley’s arrival in Calgary. Enjoy.
There’s nothing like arriving at an airport and getting greeted by Calgary’s finest. (Look over Dany’s right shoulder.) I love the finger point to yourself though. You’re either saying, “I’m a team player.” or “She’s going home with me.”
Anyone else notice how rail thin Heatley now is? He’s starting to look like Christian Bale from “The Machinist”. It looks like he has stopped eating his own bullshit and shed 20lbs.
So this is what happens when Dany meets with other grown ups who have isolated themselves from the rest of society. Just imagine how much that Canadian jersey will depreciate in value if Heatley doesn’t crack the squad. What a colossal waste of hours spent at the airport. Actually, never mind. Looking at these guys, they probably have nothing else to do. And why the fuck is Richard Zednik lingering behind Heatley?
Dany cracks a smile. It must be nice to finally get away from his Kelowna confines and interact with some fans again. I just wish there we had a photo of Heatley an hour later when he uses his laptop to find all of these autographed items for sale on Ebay.
The only tits Dany will be signing for the foreseeable future.
Dany practicing the Barry/McAlpine school of public relations by taking a rare moment off from speaking.