F-er Hockey Old Time Saturday Morning Fun

By Commissar Patty
(The Commish)

Hockey on a Saturday morning...ummm what could be better. Good times, good times. This last Saturday was no exception indeed. There was talk of cold weather. Oh it was cold all right... -15 below 0! That's right, it was colder than a you know what... in a you know what, and that my friends is pretty cold. But guess what girlfriends... we got 12 players! And it was AWESOME! Look how happy this mofo is!

Dental Tragedy

Now I'm not going to lie to you. The glee of playing in super cold weather with guys dedicated as hell to playing great hockey does come with with a little tough love, no doubt. Unfortunately, the hard law of hockey came down on one of our classic hockey journeymen... the infamous Tony/John (I'll explain his handle in the future). Indeed, I know a little about chipped teeth playing hockey, (with my own knocks) but the poor guy was on sad end of that often told story last Saturday. The good news, Tony/John informed of his dental appointment success earlier this week and he's ready to GO!

So there you go... now let's play some hockey and eat donuts!