This is a PG-13 blog so I'm not going to say it, but fill in the blanks with your favourite curse words

__________, __________, we lose _____-ing 2-3 against the _______-ing Ice Gators in my favourite _______-ing venue and we're now three (THREE!!!???) _______-ing, ________ games from the stupid ______, ______ Nemesis. _____! _____!!!


**breathe Kai.....breeeeeaathe.........**


Ok we lost a heartbreaker an extend our losing streak to 3 games. I think Libby said it really well actually,

"We had a lot of bounces go our way early in the season and now we're just not getting 'em"

The guy's short on words but not on acuity of observation. The salient point? We've not really been playing that bad. That being said, they are the three games in a row that I was playing forward, and as we all know my tendency towards self absorption...I'm sure that's the difference maker.

Highlights of the game include a beauty of a goal by Jahr on a cross-crease pass from the Drop-Pass Anderson. Dude absolutely buried it. Fact is, those close in "easy" shots are sometimes remarkably hard (Right Larry?? hehe). Let yourself get one little thought trickle into your frontal cortex and BAM you miss the easy goal. Literally everyone has done it. Like a lot. Later in the period Trevor got another close in one as well. How he gets all our scrum goals I cannot figure out. It's a gift really.

But apparently, we have, according to the Ah-Nye-Hilator, decided that we only score goals in the 2nd period. It's really crazy. We had a good game, he, Backhand and I, lot's of battling behind the net, pretty good play, but between us and the rest of the team we only put 12 shots up (as did the Ice Gators). I managed to get a weak hooking penalty. Again, what do I have to do to get an authentically goon-y penalty? I do all sorts of stuff ("Dude....watch the stick ...it's rec league"----yeah whatever.....) but I lift a guy's stick, he gets tangled and falls, I go to the box to feel shame. Either way however, we're in a slump, and it's pissing us all off.

A special thanks to our backup goalie, whom I think was called Susan. Wish we could'a given her a "W" but alas, we did not.

On a happier note, Grant "I Can't Believe It's Not Butter!!" Olson has acquired the more appropriately effeminate "Goldilocks" moniker, which is more (but not a lot really) enjoyably insulting to his manhood, which is of course, a selling point in locker room banter as you all may (or maybe don't?) know.

Tomorrow we play the Buzz, and I hope we unleash the same sort of fury on them as we did in the Bucs a few weeks ago. AND we have what may be the last outdoor game on Sunday, as the stop maintaining the rinks in mid February (grrr).

And on a final note, I am now officially Diablo Cody's friend. Or maybe I should say "friend". As in MySpace "friend". Yep....myself and...are you ready?

........9199 other people. As of 33 minutes ago.

YEAH BABY!!!!!

Keep skating hard :)

-Kai #10