Yee-haw! If I were a redneck that what I’d say. Us mountain hicks don’t really have cool catch-phrases like that.
Hockey season is finally here – and I don’t mean the NHL. I’m talking about rec-hockey or more affecitonately know as beer-league hockey. Men (and now women) around the country begin to shun domestic responsiblity in favor of lacing up the blades and pulling down wings and beer after a good skate.
Inevitably, I always blog a little about the quality of officiating at least once a year. This time it did not take even two games. I’ll keep this rant short and sweet – to the officials “Respect works both ways.” to the players: “Before you open yer big yap think; has an official, ever, in the history of hockey, changed a call because of something you said!”
There ya go!
Tis the season. The smell of old hockey equipment – the frantic rush to sharpen the old blades at the last minute and the inevitablity of decided which peice of equipment needs replacing. It is a time of year my wife dreads. Well not really, she is generally a pretty good sport about this stuff but it does tick her off that at least twice a week I am out and unavailable.
Game 1 – Killer Instinct 8 C-Bros Bulldogs 4
Nothing feels better than opening the season with a big win. The game was pretty close until we pulled away in the second. I think we should have some good games against these guys. They won division five last year so they moved up. Penalties were pretty good, only a couple for both side. Predicatably I let in a couple of ‘softies’ at the start but was solid through the last two frame. Next up the Molson Beerbelly on Sat.