In which we play the Auburn Alehouse on New Year's Day missing 4 people from the team. How do you think it went? I was on a 1:1 rotation with shrunken head. Sometimes I lost complete track of time. How long had I been on the ice? Did I just get on? or was it time to come off? Frankenstein was still battling the groin injury, Capitan was a little under the weather from mixing on New Year's Eve...rookie mistake. The rest of us were just trying to survive. Sasha and Ricky Bobby played admirably, as usual. I had some great moments, some not so great moments and a new bruise on my right arm from getting hit with the puck. Ben had to wade through 50+ shots on goal. He is a champion. We lost badly. I think it was 13-2. What kind of team keeps running up the score after 10? I wish that team was us!
I had a moment of irritation when shrunken head wanted to skate the last minute after already being out for 2, because it was her last game. Then she tries to switch with me when there was 13 seconds left. Hell no, stay the fuck out there. 13 seconds my ass. Better to just sit on the bench at that point and contemplate getting some french fries later.
My Ash came to watch me. Too bad she didn't know which player I was...oh well! Off to the Boxing Donkey for a cider and to listen to her man do a little chit chat. That accent is adorable!
Only a few more games left. Will I reach my goal? Getting a little nervous now. It totally seemed attainable at the beginning of the season. Now it seems not quite as easy as it had first seemed to be. Stay tuned...
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