Playing Hockey

Right. Today we worked out twice, technically...the first workout was just us dinking around in the park, throwing a softball and enjoying ourselves until Mr. Crankypants Dickhead Coach kicked us off the field so little 4 year olds could pretend like they were athletes and kick around a soccer ball...we just moved over and did our thing still. As girlfriend alluded to in her post, it's a month of rejuvination and enjoyment for us, so that's what we are doing.

Part of that rejuvination includes playing hockey, and that's what we did tonight. I played pretty well given that there were about 6 skaters aside and I really haven't played much hockey in the past month. I scored two nice goals and made quite a few plays out there. Not too bad. But unfortunately tonight, there were some issues with some players.

T and I are considered "regulars" at this drop in. People there know us, like us, and have fun when we are out there. We are both good players, we get along well with others on the ice and quite frankly, we belong out there. There are some players that when we skate with them we click like we've been playing together for a long time. But every now and then, a player comes along and treats drop in like it's his own show.

See, drop in is fun. Or supposed to be. Tonight there was a dude on our team who was just a ridiculous showboater; a cocky fuck who just thought he was the greatest. He passed very rarely and made excuses every time. The other guys we play with, they are nice fellas. But they were losing patience. Eventually it boiled over and the guy that pretty much runs drop in told Mr. Showboat to not come back. This of course led to some yelling and I finally had enough and got off the ice. I vented to a guy we now call Green Eggs (his name is Sam) and he likes girlfriend a LOT!

Anyway, I want to play some more, and plan on doing so.