Suds sing the Blues... bastards.

Schlitz (3) vs Blues
Tuesday October 6th
Dedham 10:10pm

5-3 loss



Ok. I'll level with you. The blogger is seething with bitterness today. The culmination of Bailouts, Politics, Absurd Bank Fees, and all the rest of life's little reminders of suckatude was capped off last night by an uninspired loss to the Blues. In Lizzy word's... a buncha cawksuckahs.

Well... maybe that's not really fair. The Blues in general are a good group. We've had heaps of hard fought competitve matches with them over the years so you can't really be down on them as a group. They are good skaters and, as Dr.Pounds pointed out, they play us smart, and make us work just like the Tigers do. Its no secret why our record against team Blue is very similar to that against El Tigre. You can look it up if you want too... I know its not great.
Anyway...last night's game started off well for the Schlitz but went down hill shortly after the early going. There was a good turnout, despite some traffic issues but everyone made it before the Zamboni was done before the game.
The roster looked like this
D1 George and Roman; D2 Valenti and Jeff
Centers: Larry, Nelson, and sometimes Parker
Wings: Blake, Jasse, Chuck, Scott, and CEO Kilroy

The guys in Gold would get on the board first as they seemed to have the jump in the early going. Larry would score on a feed from Roman. I can't remember exaclty when this happened becasue the sleepy lazy-ass scorekeeper COULDN"T BE BOTHERED TO WRITE DOWN THE TIME! Sorry. I just get frustrated...
The Blues would take that early momentum and turn it right around on the Suds who seemed to slow before the second round of shifts were complete. Team Blue would post 3 before the end of the first, the last one coming with only a minute or two remaining to take a 3-1 lead into the second. Somewhere in that first Larry would be called for a check... iffy... but he did make contact.
To give you an idea how things were going.... Capt. George was as upset and animated as I've ever seen him between periods, making extremely valid points about being out of position in our own end, and the general lack of competitve jump we were showing.
The second would prove out a bit better than the first. The Gold would get back on track for a while and created some nice chances here and there. Lizzy was essentially sound for most of the game and made some regular solid stops. About halfway through the period. Jeff would headman the puck up to Nelson at the blueline, where 'ol Ironsides would take it low into the corner then rifle a pass to Matt Kilroy who tapped it home to bring the game within one. A real nice play.
Unfortunately the Blues would answer before the period was done and we went to the 3rd down 4-2.

The thrid was a bit of a grind, things continued to get a bit chippy... of course there were no (zero) calls on the Blues throughout the game. At one point about halfway through the third, Larry swung behind the net with #3 (f*ckstick) hacking away at him. Larry brings his beef to the Zebras, and promply gets sent to the box for "unsportsmanlike" mouthing off. Great.
The kill went pretty well though, Marc Valenti repeatedly firing slappers out of the zone down to the other end. After the kill the Gold seemed to gather some momentum.

Matt Kilroy would take the puck low into the offensive zone, then made a nice pass to George at the point who unleashed a slapper at the net. Mike Jasse was in perfect position and made a beautiful tip that landed in the upper left corner of the net. Back to a 1 goal game.

Wish I could say things got better, but they didn't. The Blues would score again, and Larry would be called for another penalty, this time being mistaken for Jeff who clearly dropped Mr.KennyG in the slot on his way to the net. Jeff couldn't talk the stripes into taking him instead, but inexplicably the Zebras didn't account for it being Larry's 3rd and allowed him to continue playing after the Gold killed of the penalty.

That just led to another mini-battle with #3 (f*ckface) and Larry as time expired and the Suds lost the game 5-3.

The blogger's only regret was that he didn't pay #3 a special visit during the game, or after for that matter, aside from waiting for him to come off the ice to remind him about keeping his head up next time we play. He laughed. See you next time puke.
Gah. That's enough. I have no more to say or think about this game.
No Stars. No honorable mentions.... aside from Jasse and Scott bringing the beer. Thanks guys.
Lets get 'em next time.