White showed up, passed the puck like they actually liked each other, and found the open shot all night. Flower stood on his head and turned the Black attack into a series of increasingly frustrated shrugs. Result: White dominated both games. Black spent most of the evening wondering what the ball looked like.
White:
Flower (Net), Professor, Animal, Bullwinkle, Chevy, Sunny, Hobbs, Smiley, Swifty
Black:
Falcon (Net), Poppy, Killer, Matador, Waldo, Snowpants, Rocky, Sweets, Soupy
Three well-known Tomcat made their season debuts: Falcon (who got the pure joy of starting in net for the team that couldn’t score), Swifty, and Matador. Welcome back to the asylum. Try not to make eye contact with the Snowpants when he comes with his next cockamamie story.
TopCat of the night was Animal. A couple of goals is fine. Showing up early, setting the whole thing up, and somehow having the beer already cold when the rest of the animals arrived? That’s the full Tomcat résumé. The man is what the rest of us pretend to be on a good night.
Coming Attractions
• Tuesday, December 15th — Last hockey night of 2026. Pizza and the usual post-game nonsense. Be there.
• Thursday, December 18th at The Vic — Tomcats only. No significant others. (Soupy and Rocky still have no idea why this rule exists and are too scared to ask.)
Mandatory Admin Announcement
Every single one of you must reply to the Friday “Who’s In” email. The new Tomcat AI assist is now on the job. It will count the responses, rat you out to Rocky, and actually run the Tomcat Algorithm so the teams aren’t a complete disaster. No reply = the robot notices. Don’t make the robot notice.
See you Tuesday. Bring jokes, bring excuses, and for once in your lives answer the damn email.
Tomcat Beat Writer,
Lonnie Grokstein
