The Mighty have fallen

A complete and total dismantling and A** F***ing of the White Bastards.  A little hollow in the fact that Wally wasn't between the pipes, but none the less, "How you like me now, Ya White pricks?".  That's right, 11-3, and it wasn't even that close!
Up front we had yours truly, Gilles, Jeff, Guy, PA and Hob. Patrolling the Blue line we had Brian, Gauvin, Andy and Marc.
Funny thing was the White Bastards had 12 Skaters.  Rarely do these Dorks have more than ten.  They were gunning for us. Two straight losses to us...maybe they were a littel cranky pants.  Just saying.
We got the first one and quickly they tied it to make it 1-1.  We got the next one to make it 2-1...and that was as close as they got all night.  For the first 10 to 15 minutes it was back and forth.  We did a good job clogging up the slot and keeping things to the outside. 
Ronnie was solid, taking car of the first shot.  We had a few shifts where we got hemmed in but weathered the storm. We got the next 3 goals and before you knew it, it was 4-1.  At this point it was done.  Buddy at the other end had a rough night, yet he didn't get much help.  We proceeded to run up the score to 9-1.  At this point there was still 16 minutes left on the clock...ouch. We exchanged a few goals and finally it was over...11-3 for the good guys!
How in Hell did we not win one 'effing game against these Bung holes last year!
Take that, ya White Bastards!