In accordance with the prophecy, Thunder follow loss with a victory
Final (link will be added when HNA.com is updated) Corporate Brewery Shill Longnecks - 3 [Sponsors Wanted. Cheap!] Thunder - 5 North County "But Have You Seen Our Golf Course?" Arena Attendance - 2 or 3 (police estimate)
What a game! Back to over-.500, due to something like this:
K-Fed made a huge, late, game-saving stop, after which we killed the rest of the clock and got an empty-netter insurance goal. Carlton had a sweet drop-pass assist and a charge-the-net goal at the end of a pretty rush with Adam and Lee. Garrett's rafter-echoing shout for the puck was rewarded with a tone-setting goal in the first minute....
...Martin didn't check any teammates. Stenson and Copeland gave Hoagland The Greater a night off in his anti-Lady Byng campaign. Wiggins set yours truly up at the blue line for a goal on the rush. Mouser awoke in time for the game and motivated by example if not (sadly) by vocal chords. Walker said it was his worst game of the season, but Hoagland The Greater assured him the jury is still out on that.
Carlton went all Fresh Prince on the Longnecks last night
Meanwhile, Wiggins may or may not have screened Kev on a 50-foot sailing slapshot goal, but against the advice of his lawyers, Kev freely admitted he saw the puck on the 5 mph, stick-to-the-ice goal from the point in the first period. "I saw it, but I thought the guy in front would tip it," he said. Good work, if you can get it.
I must apologize that, among the many, many faceoffs I blew blew, one came on the 5-on-3 late in the 2nd period that allowed them to get back within one. I have no excuse. (But I was interfered with...my skate slipped...charley horse).
Adam was stood up at the blueline with a penalized check (naturally, the offender complained as he went to the box), but Adam was more pissed off about the new jarring smudge on his visor than the guy taking him out. Those things ain't cheap. I'm cheap, yes, but visors, visors are not.
And Now, Daily Affirmation The Shills lacked their number-one scorer, but I don't think overall they were any less dangerous than the previous game. They have a lot of guys who can skate and shoot -- those guys just seem to have the puck less when 68 is there. We simply played a solid, thorough game at all ends of the ice.
Only once did they pressure us for a sustained period of time, on a lung-scarring shift that finally resulted in a goal. But there were a lot of tough battles on that shift: Nothing you can do when you're trying and trying to get the puck out but each blocked clearance just sucks that much more wind out of you.
Oh, and then there were the missing: Poor Mike K., stuck on the late shift at work. And Irv also working for the man. Sloppy Rob evidently had a gig in Michigan.
Afterward, the park ranger kicked us out of the parking lot--and that was before Stenson asked him where he could get one of them tight-fitting RANGER t-shirts. Plan B, The Dorsett, was hopping at this early hour. No video this time, but rest assured there was a band playing that knew how to induce a cringe or two. Walker nearly sat in on the drum machine. And several suspicious characters kept running to the men's and girls' rooms en masse.
Which leaves next game vs. a bunch of goonish Deutschlanders. Hopefully we break our W-L-W-L pattern. We'll be missing at least a few guys due to holiday travels. The Hoagland sect, for one, or two. (Though I ask you, what kind of captain sees being 2,000 miles away as an excuse for missing a game? I'll tell you: a Captain who hates America. It's no coincidence he'll be in California.). But look forward to seeing the rest of you! Kindly let me and Mouser know if you won't make it, or else I'll look really hard for a humiliating link for you in the next recap. Hell, I'll even make a whole fabricated page.
Next Game: Thursday, Dec. 21, 10:30 p.m. Webster "Go Cheap on the Lighting" Arena vs. Rams (we are black/away)
As you may have noticed, the site has changed. Sampa, the free-site host, did a version 2 of some sort.
Despite an FAQ that made it sound like allowing one's site to go through v.2 surgery would be okay, there were several flexibilities that surprisingly disappeared with the click of a button. (e.g. I cannot believe sidebars like this one are even narrower than before.)
And I'm told -- miraculously! -- that the conversion cannot be undone. Truth be told, I'm actually quite pissed. But free is free. Sampa has otherwise been good to me.
So I need to sort through site "features" to see how I can make do. Except that I don't have the time at the moment, in the middle of graduate classes and Lighthousehockey.com. (btw, I've removed that Lighthouse RSS feed so that you're not clogged with random Islanders hockey gibberish).
But I promise to touch up the accessories when I get a chance, and return to irregularly scheduled blogging.
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made a huge, late, game-saving stop, after which we killed the rest of the clock and got an empty-netter insurance goal. Carlton had a sweet drop-pass assist and a charge-the-net goal at the end of a pretty rush with Adam and Lee. Garrett's rafter-echoing shout for the puck was rewarded with a tone-setting goal in the first minute....
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