The Full Meal Deal

Commissar Patty
(The Commish)

What's that old Jiminy Cricket song about "Wishing upon a star, something, something," huh? Well, I don't remember, and I don't care quite frankly, it's a stupid analogy. All I know, is this kid went to the BK and ordered up a value meal with the super size fries and some extra sauce...I call it the "Full Meal Deal." And don't tell me, you weren't full when you were done playing...cuz I was SICK! Sick on being full.

This Saturday, F-er Hockey did not disappoint – not by a long shot. It was excellent. We had perfect weather and perfect numbers – which was a break through from our earlier and colder games of the year indeed. I'm not going to lie to you, at least not much – it did have me worried a little bit not having some critical big the number games earlier, but my faith in the F-er Hockey commitment revealed itself with generous velocity this last weekend. Not to mention a nice infusion of new players of spunk and generation to boot, I might add.

Now, I hate to dampen down on a pretty good time...being Mister Positive Ultra Vixen I am – but Debbie Downer (that nag that she is) says... "Gentlemen, we are in a critical, and precarious state of PUNCTUALITY!" Of course your Fearless Leader is not without blame in this matter, showing up late after taking a desperate and crucial pit-top (need not elaborate)... But, good golly BOYZ, we were DANGEROUSLY close to losing our coveted "Home Ice," to hockey strangers of an unknown and a potentially unsavory kind! When I walked into the parking lot of Strachauer Park, happy go lucky and carefree, and coming upon unfamiliar fellas – chatting about a "game" already being played (on our rink) – a cold and foreboding, poltergeist like shroud covered my laissez-faire demeanor. I was SCARED! So what do guys like us, playing at place like this need to do about it....well? Well? Okay...so...yeah...you know...do something...and stuff...like I said...okay. Get there earlier! So other guys don't take our ice dammit. Geez. Remember, it is important to arrive before 7:45 am, with an 8:00 am puck drop – sharp. Like He-Man "Master of the Universe" says..."By the POWER of GREYSKULL!...be there a little earlier next time."

And Bill West brought delicious donuts. Thanks Bill.