We got to Rob early on a 3 on 2. Their D backed up as we came across the blue line and PA let a good low wrist shot go to the stick side 1-0. Shortly after Karl got one with a shot right on the ice glove side 2-0. The Green Bastards had their speedy guys and we're buzzing and Al was making all the saves. We managed to keep 'em wide on the rush and the forwards were coming back to clog up the middle.
We popped another to make 3-0 but it never really felt safe. Again, Al had a great game and never let them get one to get any momentum.
At some point Pierre tried his patented "One Hander" around some guy, who promptly slew footed him into the boards. Pierre got back to the bench and realized his skate blade was cracked, this relegated him to the bleaches where he looked like the scariest "hockey Mom" you ever saw.
We popped a couple more and it was 5-0. Then Ken decided to cripple some guy along the boards. From all accounts they were fighting for the puck along the boards and Ken decided to Belly Flop on this guy's knee. The guy let out a huge Yelp like he'd been shot. That killed about 5 minutes off the clock by the time he got off the ice.
We were cruising for a shutout when "Someone" decided at our blue line to do some dangling, coughed it up, and the Green Bastards gained the zone and after a scramble the puck bounced up and over behind Al with 30 seconds left....Doh!.....5-1After the game in the dressing room the following was overheard "...so I'm one handing this Guy"...WTF! Alright, listen here. We don't give a Damn what you do with your soccer buddies, dribbling yer balls, or whatever, but you ain't "one handing" anybody on this team, Gauvin!
Worse than my comment, was Karl's admission that his neighbor is still blowing his ................................................................................ driveway.
ReplyDeletePatrick mais never come to a game again.
Thanks for the Birthday beer Kenny and Pat!