Quoting: Bobcat205
My school started a little floor hockey league for the students.
-This league has some of the most uncoordinated hockey I’ve ever seen, and I’ve watched ECHL hockey more than anything else live. Possession doesn’t stay on one stick for longer than three seconds. There’s a lot of slapping stick-on-stick (which makes a sickening noise every time). Both teams play like they’re on a power play, repeatedly clearing the puck back up the floor. It’s painful to watch.
-As someone that spends a lot of time in goal (since no one else wants to do it), I naturally want to use the goalie sticks. Those things are made out of some of the most flimsy plastic ever. Remember that one Nasher video where he uses that stick with 20 flex? It’s pretty much that, but with a goalie stick. It sucks.
-In the only game my team played, I got ejected midway through the second period for slashing an opponent in the arm (admittedly on purpose, he was talking sh*t). For something that would get me 2 minutes got me a 5 minute misconduct and ejection. That’s bullsh*t.
All in all, it makes it very not fun.
Y'all remember this? Well, we started it up again. Back to hockey we go!
-I got to take the first faceoff of the new year, and won convincingly. Somehow, that got a pop from the crowd. I guess they're easily impressed.
-Our first period was complete clown shoes. In a 5 minute period, we got
one shot on goal, compared to the other team's six.. Now i know what it's like to actually play for the Blue Jackets...
-Midway through the second, two lower-body-related things happened. First, our goalie took a hard wrister straight to the jewels. He was down and out for a while, but he got up and played through the rest of the game. I talked with him after the game, and he said it still hurts. Lol.
-Secondly, as i was stretching into a shooting lane, i heard something rip. It wasn't until i heard someone from the crowd yell "(name), YOUR PANTS ARE RIPPED!". Turns out,
i had a big-*ss rip in the fabric of my jeans almost all the way down my left leg. Not even the seam, but the fabric. Thankfully it was only my jeans, and not my Mike Eruzione Team USA jersey that ripped.
-The game ended 4-1, my team lost. Our goalie put up a save percentage of .714 on the day (10/14 shots saved). I gave him as much help as i could, but it wasn't enough.
My stats:
1 goal
0 assists
3 shots on goal
1 hit
5 blocked shots
0 penalty minutes
15:00 TOI