Post by Old Bucks Admin on Dec 12, 2010 22:47:43 GMT -5
Kenny’s promise to juggle the teams during Week 11 never materialized. Kenny showed up late, delayed by a traffic accident, so the teams juggled themselves. Saunders put on Red and Mike Robbins missed his first game of the season. That completed the “juggling”. In addition Tim White was back after being out for four weeks, but he assumed his usual spot on the Red bench. Mark Herr was also back, to the benefit of Blue. Quoth Saunders, “I feel frisky tonight,” as he left the locker room to take the ice. “Must be his cialis kicking in,” Eddie deadpanned.
Blue had the whole contingent of the Freiling Youth at their disposal: Dan Dougherty, Alex Cerbone, Diaz, Brian Urban, Dave Hunt’s son, and Dan’s friend who, we’re told, is not encumbered with a name. A good portion of these were Tier I players. Red, on the other hand, didn’t have a single Tier I player, nor a single player under 40. The imbalance was apparent from the getgo when Blue jumped out to a 3-0 lead on goals by Alex, Diaz, and Freiling. Red clunked along and managed to tie the game at fives. Tim White had two nice goals during this span; Larry Johnson had a goal and assist; Eddie scored; and Jonathan Millen got the game-tyer. But it was all for nought as Red legs gave out and the Blue offense went Christmas shopping on Kenny Street and Craig Allen Boulevard. “Will that be credit or debit?” Craig said as Alex burned him to stretch Blue’s lead to 11-6. Kenny G.’s patience was stretched as thin as we’ve ever seen it. There were no Marty-like outbursts but he did skate to the corners after a couple goals, “walking off” his frustration.
After the game Saunders couldn’t stop talking. He must have been off his meds. He was having some kind of interior monologue with himself, but out loud so everyone could hear. He thoughts flitted from subject to subject, not bound by logic or relevance. Here’s just a minute sampling of what came out, “Carol Alt’s about 70…Doesn’t Patti Labelle have cancer?....I’d marry Oprah…Is this a twist-off?....Barry Beck. Shoot the puck Barry!...I hope there’s hat wudda tonight...Where’s Paul Egan? That dirty Canuck. I’ll kick his ass.”
Next week’s game is Monday night. Kenny won’t be there. Our prediction: Blue by three.
Blue had the whole contingent of the Freiling Youth at their disposal: Dan Dougherty, Alex Cerbone, Diaz, Brian Urban, Dave Hunt’s son, and Dan’s friend who, we’re told, is not encumbered with a name. A good portion of these were Tier I players. Red, on the other hand, didn’t have a single Tier I player, nor a single player under 40. The imbalance was apparent from the getgo when Blue jumped out to a 3-0 lead on goals by Alex, Diaz, and Freiling. Red clunked along and managed to tie the game at fives. Tim White had two nice goals during this span; Larry Johnson had a goal and assist; Eddie scored; and Jonathan Millen got the game-tyer. But it was all for nought as Red legs gave out and the Blue offense went Christmas shopping on Kenny Street and Craig Allen Boulevard. “Will that be credit or debit?” Craig said as Alex burned him to stretch Blue’s lead to 11-6. Kenny G.’s patience was stretched as thin as we’ve ever seen it. There were no Marty-like outbursts but he did skate to the corners after a couple goals, “walking off” his frustration.
After the game Saunders couldn’t stop talking. He must have been off his meds. He was having some kind of interior monologue with himself, but out loud so everyone could hear. He thoughts flitted from subject to subject, not bound by logic or relevance. Here’s just a minute sampling of what came out, “Carol Alt’s about 70…Doesn’t Patti Labelle have cancer?....I’d marry Oprah…Is this a twist-off?....Barry Beck. Shoot the puck Barry!...I hope there’s hat wudda tonight...Where’s Paul Egan? That dirty Canuck. I’ll kick his ass.”
Next week’s game is Monday night. Kenny won’t be there. Our prediction: Blue by three.