a good victory

Our hockey team won a good victory tonight with 6-5 victory... rather crazy because we were up 4-1 at one point and looked to have the game under control which is always what happens when you think you have things under control. I believe we were going into the third period up 4-1 and then we got soft in our own end and became the masters of the "flick shot special"... the flick shot special is when you move the puck from an area of danger to an area of greater danger with a little weak four foot bouncing chump ass shot.

Our key to victory was our ability to answer when necessary... the opposition tied the game @ 4-4 and immediately we answered back to go up 5-4, and then they tied it up again and then 40 seconds later we went back on top with a sneak wrist shot from the high slot that nobody saw coming and it found a way through the 5 hole.

We were able to shut the door for the final 4 minutes through a series of fire drills and scintillating saves from our goalie Dave... there was luck and hard work and diving for pucks... there were scrums on the boards and a few chops to the ribs. We won the last few key draws of the game which helped kill a bit of time before the flick shot special had a chance to apply a sense of doom to the team but in the end it was one giant successful flick shot that saved the day. High enough to clear the defense but not hard enough to go for icing.

It is funny how a collapsing game can feel good if you come away with a victory. On many levels it should be a failure, but i tend to be heavy on labeling things a failure... for example we won a game 2-1 last week and i declared that it felt like a defeat... and it did... we should have stomped their balls but it was a lack of compete inspired by the probability of sure victory that got me steaming.

I thought generally tonight we had a good for check which caused the turnovers, which kept the pressure on but then when we sat back and they had some D men that could skate and that caused problems. You have to get on those bastards immediately before they get a chance to get some speed and confidence.

I played pick up hockey the other night and when you play pick up you either wear a dark or a light sweater. I have been going dark lately in a effort to play with a few other fathers in the neighbourhood... i call us the V5T line, stemming from the postal code of course. Anyhoo we had a good D man show up an play dark right around the time i was assessing the talent on the White team, which happened to be a scary scenario... i skated up to him and said... I'm glad you are dark, and then we got talking and he said he never worries who is on the other side... because it is up to us to assure victory... I like that attitude... we won the match 4-1 which is an incredible feat that a stacked team of talent only scored one goal in a hour... most of the credit goes to the goalie... he almost got a shutout... i don't think i have ever seen that in an hour long pick up game. None the less our team played hard and over their head for most of the game... there was a fearless element to our attack... we scored on our chances and defended with honor. what else could you ever want?