We had about an hour and 15 minutes from when we left the Skills Comp to drive 30 minutes and get to the arena where they were playing their games tonight... We stopped at a local burger joint(his choice) on the way, picked up two big burgers & a large fry and he pounded them on the way. 2.5 hours on the ice, short break where you pound that type of food and then 2.5 hours on the ice and you don't puke???? To be young again...
Have decided that if he is going to go into the box every game, I'm going to shoot him there.... Along with the 2 burgers and a fry, he had 3 Gatorades...
This was such a BOMB from the point.... BOOM!
Notice, different jersey, game 2...back in the box. Honestly, this was not his deal. He had a break and was hit from the side and ran the goalie. One of their guys didn't take kindly to that and one then lead to another....and both sit for 5.
Threw this in, as it was a crazy play. The LM clipped the kid behind him(he was breaking into the zone) and the ref didn't get out of the way. He ten-toed that ref and I really didn't know if he(the ref) was getting up. He laid on the ice for a while(game still going). When he did get up, his arm was hanging. Think he probably landed on his back and elbow.....bet that hurt. Look at the face of our coach and the players on the bench....they're like, oh...this isn't going to end good.
