Week 8, game 10 and 11

In which we played vs the NorCal Crossovers. This game was at 10:15pm on the Sat after Thanksgiving. My sister, her husband, 5 of their 8 kids, Killian and my mom all came to watch me play. Too bad I was so nervous having an audience, I didn't do anything miraculous. It was pretty fun having a cheering section. One time I just threw the puck up to the other end...totally iced it, just to get it out of there. Whooo hooo! is what I heard. I felt cool and a little embarrassed at the same time. Cool because I was getting acknowledgement, embarrassed because, I just iced the puck. This is nothing great. But hey, I gave the D a little rest and it actually didn't warrant a whistle for icing, so it was a win/win.
The team as a whole played rather well and the score really doesn't do justice to our play. We ended up losing 3-6...I wrote it right this time. After the game we hung out drinking beer until 1am, talking about how great we did and how we had a great chance at winning our next game, tomorrow.
The Sunday night game, we played vs the Foothill Flyers. After our impressive bout with the Crossovers, how could we go wrong? Oh, it was ugly. Downright ugly. New Mike was all over the place, Alan could hardly move due to pulling something....I'll leave it at that. Bob was mostly standing around with a moment or two of brilliance. Shrunken head was lying down behind the goal when we were on D? What? Capitan kept getting the puck slashed away from him. Petey was timid. Kenny was trying. I made a killer blue line save to keep the puck in the offensive zone. I know, someone should have scored a goal off of that. I had another pretty good move, but all in all, skated like crap. My legs felt heavy and the Flyers seemed to be everywhere at once. Just swarming for the kill. We ended up only losing 2-6, but it felt worse than that. Old Mike is proud to say that he had a perfect game. No goals were scored while he was on his shift at D.
I texted Capitan the next game and vented my woes. We played like ass. Truly. We let the Flyers win. We handed them that game. And in other news...Blue Thunder lost to the Mutiny 1-5. We lose to the Mutiny by like 11 points or more. WTH? Ben is calling for sticktime tomorrow. I'm on the fence. Killian wants to skate this weekend. Might just wait until then.