Here in my lonely PPP-sponsored dungeon, I’m counting down backwards from 1,329,408. Now why would you be doing a thing like that, I hear you ask? Well – that’s the number of seconds we have to wait until we find out which of the current crop of Leafs won’t be joining the rest for a quiet eighteen holes in May.

Is it going to be a damp squib or scorched earth? Will my grandmother be brought in to improve our goaltending? You’ll find all the answers (at some point) here at your super, soar-away Pension Plan Puppets!