Schlitz (4) vs D-MinusThursday May 27
Hingham 10:10pm
3-1 loss
The Beercans had another south shore matchup with the D-Minus crew who we spanked just a week ago at the same rink. Certainly everyone was hoping for a similar result. Unfortunatley the pregame lockerroom chatter about “carefull about underestimating the opponent” turned out to be a foreshadowing of exactly what we would do on the ice.
Heres your roster to start
Brian “Long arm of the Law” Carey in Net
D1: George and Mark Reynolds
D2: Campbell and Jeff
O1: John Carey, AK, and iJosh
O2: Baker, Parker and Gregson with Dr. Pounds doing an admirable job all night rotating through the lines and keeping track.
The Golden Beercans would skate circles around the rink in the first, lots of passing and a good number of chances in the Minus end. John Carey would pop in a rebound (from iJosh) only 40 seconds into the game to put the gold up by one. Unfortunatley, and somewhat unexpetedly, that would be the only tally of the period and there was no question the prevailing attitude on the bench was “we got this”… cue the ominous music going into the break
With the game not even close to being decided the Gold seemed to perceptibly slow as the second period wore on. It was like a slow power drain as the Minus played with a little bit more grit and opportunity than in past contests. They would start to get some chance on Brian and the Gold was getting fewer chances in the other end. Reynolds would go for a trip halfway throught the period but no scoring on the penalty
Then with just under 3 minutes to play in the period George would go for a hook and Maroon wasted lest than 30 seconds before they would pop one home by Brian to tie up the game. The Gold then got the first wiff that the night might be going sour.
Worse than that was the fact that right after that there would be another scramble in front of Brian and the Minus would knock it in during the scrum and would take the lead along with all of the momentum in the building.
Now the second goal was a bit fishy. It seemed Brian had the situation covered and the crowd had kind of stopped around him, but the zeebs were holding the whistles tight and it seemed to take a long time to get one just about everytime it was tied up.
Regardless the now tired and bewilderd Beercans faced the third period now down a goal and the opponet was feelign the confidence and the momentum.
The third just went predictibly badly. Looking eerily similar to the cheap folding table, poor excuse of a professional hockey club from Boston, the Gold litterally
just let it slip away in the third. The shifts weren’t as short as they should have been and that led to tired legs. We lost almost all intensity and aggresiveness in the one on one battles and turned the opponent into more of a force than they were in the earlier part of the game.
About 4 minutes into the period the Maroon would score another on a good hard work effort by their forwards and the Gold was in full involuntary constricting upper esophagus collapse.
Now… before I get all dumpy on the good guys… there were chances, and opportunities… just nothing that worked. Jeff would have something like 5 shots in a shift early in the period, the only problem was that none of them were actually on the net. Barn door, Jeff. Jeff, barn door. Nothing. Steve Baker would wheel and deal a few time and ended up with 3 legit breakaway chances none of which had much hope. George had a nice rush and wrap around attempt but the Minus were up to the task.
They did have a differnent keeper than the last game but honestly it wasn’t like we challenged him with many really strong chances
Parker would take a matching penalty close to the end but that was just about it. No big finish or comeback to report.
The only up side was a few cold ones, Gregson and Jeff brought a few Buds of the light and the regular variety that were enjoyed in the atmospheric lighting of the rink parking lot.
Honorable Mentions to Scott for doing the rotating and keeping track up front, and to our gal Lizzy for keeping score in excellent form. Honestly the blogger looked over at her in the booth sipping a Bud light at one point thinking I’d rather be there…
Sad.
Heres your roster to start
Brian “Long arm of the Law” Carey in Net
D1: George and Mark Reynolds
D2: Campbell and Jeff
O1: John Carey, AK, and iJosh
O2: Baker, Parker and Gregson with Dr. Pounds doing an admirable job all night rotating through the lines and keeping track.
The Golden Beercans would skate circles around the rink in the first, lots of passing and a good number of chances in the Minus end. John Carey would pop in a rebound (from iJosh) only 40 seconds into the game to put the gold up by one. Unfortunatley, and somewhat unexpetedly, that would be the only tally of the period and there was no question the prevailing attitude on the bench was “we got this”… cue the ominous music going into the break
With the game not even close to being decided the Gold seemed to perceptibly slow as the second period wore on. It was like a slow power drain as the Minus played with a little bit more grit and opportunity than in past contests. They would start to get some chance on Brian and the Gold was getting fewer chances in the other end. Reynolds would go for a trip halfway throught the period but no scoring on the penalty
Then with just under 3 minutes to play in the period George would go for a hook and Maroon wasted lest than 30 seconds before they would pop one home by Brian to tie up the game. The Gold then got the first wiff that the night might be going sour.
Worse than that was the fact that right after that there would be another scramble in front of Brian and the Minus would knock it in during the scrum and would take the lead along with all of the momentum in the building.
Now the second goal was a bit fishy. It seemed Brian had the situation covered and the crowd had kind of stopped around him, but the zeebs were holding the whistles tight and it seemed to take a long time to get one just about everytime it was tied up.
Regardless the now tired and bewilderd Beercans faced the third period now down a goal and the opponet was feelign the confidence and the momentum.
The third just went predictibly badly. Looking eerily similar to the cheap folding table, poor excuse of a professional hockey club from Boston, the Gold litterally
just let it slip away in the third. The shifts weren’t as short as they should have been and that led to tired legs. We lost almost all intensity and aggresiveness in the one on one battles and turned the opponent into more of a force than they were in the earlier part of the game.About 4 minutes into the period the Maroon would score another on a good hard work effort by their forwards and the Gold was in full involuntary constricting upper esophagus collapse.
Now… before I get all dumpy on the good guys… there were chances, and opportunities… just nothing that worked. Jeff would have something like 5 shots in a shift early in the period, the only problem was that none of them were actually on the net. Barn door, Jeff. Jeff, barn door. Nothing. Steve Baker would wheel and deal a few time and ended up with 3 legit breakaway chances none of which had much hope. George had a nice rush and wrap around attempt but the Minus were up to the task.
They did have a differnent keeper than the last game but honestly it wasn’t like we challenged him with many really strong chances
Parker would take a matching penalty close to the end but that was just about it. No big finish or comeback to report.
The only up side was a few cold ones, Gregson and Jeff brought a few Buds of the light and the regular variety that were enjoyed in the atmospheric lighting of the rink parking lot.
Honorable Mentions to Scott for doing the rotating and keeping track up front, and to our gal Lizzy for keeping score in excellent form. Honestly the blogger looked over at her in the booth sipping a Bud light at one point thinking I’d rather be there…
Sad.
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