Post by Old Bucks Admin on Apr 30, 2011 19:55:27 GMT -5
Week 22 was a struggle for Red, even to the point of keeping up appearances. It was tough on Vinnie, too, especially when he checked the beer before the game and found he was a quart low. Personally, our first sign things were bad came when we arrived on the Blue bench, five minutes late as usual, and saw Jeff Skinner, white stick and all, knock a worm burner from barn door range right through Vinnie’s legs. That made the score 3-0 Blue. Marty was loving it—the game hardly begun and victory already at hand. Red pride asserted itself just enough to tie the game at four but from then on it was all Blue, elbows back and horns down. Rich Cerbone retook the initiative with a nice dish to Steve Thomas, who snuck one past Vinnie’s blocker; then a bizarre ripple in the space-time continuum allowed Kevin Saunders to score on a shot he took from BEHIND the Red goal line. However, we will allow that perhaps Vinnie just wasn’t paying attention. Wheels Cerbone then took the puck the entire length of the ice virtually unimpeded. The only person who challenged him was Vinnie but even his quick reflexes were no match for momentum like that. By then Red was road kill anyway. Instead of putting an orange X on the carcass they simply waved Lars Hedin’s orange jersey so the rink management wouldn’t call the police. They did come away from the game with a sense of affirmation inasmuch as they affirmed it was time to have a beer.
A couple sidelights: Blue had a walk-on skater with them—a guy named Mike who had heard about the club through the grapevine. What he heard was that there was this club called Old Bucks that had a special mystique about it. This mystique came from combining good, quality hockey with the refined manners of the best society. Needless to say he left halfway through the game shaking his head and claiming he’d been given a bum steer.
Finally, woe betide Blue for adopting Red tactics. Doug Rendell wasn’t the only one whose eyebrows were raised at the sight of Blue dividing into separate squads of offense and defense. For years they’ve been deriding Red for doing just that, calling it a prissy affectation and a laughable attempt to imitate the pros. The source of this change can be traced to Eddie, who spent last week with the team and seems to have cast a mesmeric spell over Blue, stripping them of their unique identity. In our opinion they might as well ditch the Blue pinnies and start wearing an off-shade of Red, perhaps a strawberry or burnt ocher. Kip Thomas called the change a “lamentable development” and has vowed not to see it stand. If we know Kip either he’ll get his way or the Blue fur will fly. Turn out for Week 23 to see what happens.
A couple sidelights: Blue had a walk-on skater with them—a guy named Mike who had heard about the club through the grapevine. What he heard was that there was this club called Old Bucks that had a special mystique about it. This mystique came from combining good, quality hockey with the refined manners of the best society. Needless to say he left halfway through the game shaking his head and claiming he’d been given a bum steer.
Finally, woe betide Blue for adopting Red tactics. Doug Rendell wasn’t the only one whose eyebrows were raised at the sight of Blue dividing into separate squads of offense and defense. For years they’ve been deriding Red for doing just that, calling it a prissy affectation and a laughable attempt to imitate the pros. The source of this change can be traced to Eddie, who spent last week with the team and seems to have cast a mesmeric spell over Blue, stripping them of their unique identity. In our opinion they might as well ditch the Blue pinnies and start wearing an off-shade of Red, perhaps a strawberry or burnt ocher. Kip Thomas called the change a “lamentable development” and has vowed not to see it stand. If we know Kip either he’ll get his way or the Blue fur will fly. Turn out for Week 23 to see what happens.