From the Press Box by Heywood Jewblowmee
So I am covering the game last night from high above the Kapusta Kow Palace in the press box. They were serving Perogies, Cabbage rolls, pigs in a blanket and Fuzzy’s pizza last night in the press box…all very good, but the hockey was better.
Teams seemed evenly balanced, with the Black team having a bit more in the way of lucky bounces, it seemed. The White team played their game, with smooth passes and solid shots on the net, but Razor was ‘Johnny on the Spot’ and was able to make the save.
Lovie was his usual ‘Bret Hull’ self, (not disruptive in the dressing room) just a solid player with a solid snap shot.
The White Hellcats got a goal called back, on a slap shot by new comer Sammy Salaris, “yeah a slapped it” Salaris had said after the call was made.
You still like to see integrity in the game….and when that goal was called back, no one argued, except for Killer Colasanti who said, ‘Hey it went off my stick’. True. But it was a slap shot that did that. “Oh yeah” Killer acknowledged. I love that guy.
Speaking of Killer, he comes, sits alone in the back of the stage…checks his emails on his black berry..has a couple of beers, talks to the boys and then when he is going home, everyone says, ‘bye Killer…see you Killer…good work out there Killer…..take care Killer’.
All the boys are friendly, when Rocky leaves, he gets, “See you Rock Star”.
When Mike Menzel leaves he gets, “Check out the ass on mike”. Mike always responds with, “There isn’t one”.
Once again, Snowpants Ferranti left a game slightly injured. But returned to score a goal in the Bobby Baun way.
Four spares a side…and regulars not there Hollywood, Crow, Doc and injured reserve Junior and the Rake…WOW!
When we meet again, Heywood Jewblowmee,
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