Old School Musty

By Commissar Patty (The Commish)

Warm and cuddly...what a sweet treat indeed. Really, what more can be said about the balmy weather the F-er Hockey crowd enjoyed last Saturday at our frozen outdoor plaza of wonderland and goodness...known as Strachauer Park. And the good folks of hockeyland showed they cared too, no doubt. Twelve players in all. Indeed, your Commissar relished in the glory of another successful adventure of the outdoor season.

Talk about bringing the Old School gear...Wow! One of the boys (Andy) dug some goodies out of his mom's basement for sure. All time classics, vintage in glory. His helmet even had the garage sale price tag still on it! In addition, our man Peter showed off his NEW Black Hawks jersey to boot. A generous gift I might add from Mark. Very nice and menacing too.

Finally, let's look at the awesome side of ugly. Even though, this was perhaps the ideal conditions for excellent play...weather, players, time – all the the things that make a quality morning a lasting memory, the purity that makes living a life worth while. In reality, it's the injuries my friends, the injuries we remember most. And who will forget, our big man KK falling on his tail bone.... awful, simply awful, you should have seen him laying there....uh hmm, not good, not good...

But then we say "Get off the ice man, we want to play!"

After that we eat donuts, Yay!