One comment on “I came to the Kapusta Kow Palace and a Mini Tournament Broke Out

  1. Some guys were unimpressed with the idea of a tourney initially, but Stevo is a forward-thinking hockey man unafraid of progress.
    He listened to the idea, thought on it for about 10 minutes in the shitter (aka George’s dressing room) and then took a leap of faith.
    The draft took place quickly and breathlessly behind the curtain, kind of like Hollywood’s first sexual encounter with Susie Vlardchuk behind the stage in grade 6…
    I think it was a great night, short but very competitive games with a good pace and everyone got plenty of hockey in.
    Seeing the boys after that cavernous Christmas break was fantastic, the turnout at Purples was close to tournament levels and a fine time was had by all.
    I was overjoyed at the tourney put in by Andy Brewin, he played his usual strong checking game but added a couple sweet goals. For some reason I woke up Wednesday morning without much joy and about 13 fist-sized bruises on my left leg. It may have had something to do with Andy periodically punching the shit out of me while we sat side by each at Purples. It just goes to show that GM’s get no respect, even if they piece together a sleek and skilled tournament winner from the 3rd slot…

    Signed,

    The guy who has not figured out a nickname yet, but knows it will have nothing to do with defiling his friends with filthy body parts…

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