Off to a good start. Beat the Riverview Reds 6-1 yesterday. Next up is the Gagnon Chocolateers.
Tied the Gagnon Chocolateers 1-1. Sloppy game. We should have put these guys away. Just one of those games.
Beat the Saint John Rangers 11-1 or something stupid like that. It was their second game of the day and you could tell they were gassed. It was only 3-1 after the first and we smarten'ed up and finished them off.
The Finals
So here we are again in the finals for the third year in a row vs. the Dieppe Storm. We headed into the finals down 3 players. Ti-Gas, Matt, and Scott all bailed.
So on the back end we had Skinny P., Andy, Jody, and Marc. Upfront we went with two centers and three sets of wingers. Uriah, Noe, Gilles, PA, JP, Karl, Ti-Boy, and yours truly.
Skinny P got us on the board first with a shot from the point that had a little pin-ball action and found the back of the net. Dom was goaling well and it was back and forth. It was pretty evenly matched. Me, Ti-Boy, and Noe combined to make it 2-0 as Noe banged home a loose puck in front of the net. We seemed to be gaining momentum and were feeling in control as the first period ended.
Shortly into the second is when IT...happened.
Uriah's stick come up on one of their guys and caught him in the nose. It drew blood. So, it was a 5 minutes major and Uriah is out of the game only minutes into the 2nd.
So now our lines are all fucked up. They scored one during the 5 minutes, and then literally seconds after the penalty was up, they scored to tie it at 2-2. Ok, reset, let's chill and get back at it.
Then, a shot around the glass in our end takes a funny deflection off one of the dividers and bounces right out front on their stick...Bang! 3-2.
Ok, shitty bounce, we still have about 7 or 8 minutes left.
Again, it's back and forth, we're still in this thing looking to tie.
Then JP whacks a guy's stick out of his hands and the fucking ref calls a slashing with about 5 minutes to go....cheap damn call in a one goal final game.
Of course they score on the PP to make it 4-2.
We pull Dom and give it one last gasp but can't find the back of the net.
They score an empty netter with under a minute left and it ends 5-2.
If we would have had our full roster for the finals, I'm sure we win that damn game. Because we were already short, and losing a player, we didn't have the depth on the bench to adjust or overcome it.
So now, we've become the Buffalo Bills (4 straight Super Bowls, no wins) of the Dynomites...3 straight years to the finals with nothing but a fucking T-shirt to show for it.
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