despite being a literal crumb bumb 58 (fifty eight) percent of his TOI, my guy Nylander is humble with his gratuitous mingling around Toronto with the OG soiboy fans. i see pictures on my neighbours little kid phone all the time from his hockey buddy's too. so at least in person this humble existence from William is an intangible force of fanatic pride honestly cultivated by him but unbeknownst (maybe not, look at his money muncher father) sinisterly harvested and stored in the degraded astral levels by our Gary and his legion of broken worms. some of which copy reddit posts verbatim and unfunnily post here tripling the sorrow of our own calvary of tradition.