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What a smelly TURD!

This one was a Turd!  Lost 6-4 or something to the Orange Bastards.  Neither team was very sharp.  Up front we had Jeff, Hob, Karl, Gilles, Ti-Boy, and out of hibernation, Ken.  On D we had myself, Brian, Ti-Gars, and PA.  Gauvin was there, but he forgot his pants!  Way to go Sparky!  So he was honourary coach/water boy.
It was a sloppy mess.  As I mentioned, neither team was very sharp, and wasn't generating much offence.  We morphed back into classic Lewisville where we wern't shooting the puck or driving the net.  When we finally did, that's how we did score, was banging shit home in front of the net. We were down by two most of the night, although we did pull to within one with about 2 minutes to go.  We were all ready to pull Ron,  but right after the face off, Brian knocked the puck out of the air, just above the waist, for a penalty shot.  Turdnugget scored but Ronnie chopped him down real good!
If you wern't there, ask Ron what happend on the one from the left side...."Aww ya F#*&^%*^&%^&^" (with Scottish accent)
So we're on a bit of a skid, Calisse!