A Family Channel Moment

I am one of the worst hockey players in our league. I said "one of" because I am not the worst. For years I played on a team which continually got our asses kicked. Ask my wife, she came until she couldn't take it any more. This summer I am on a new team. I still play badly but the team is better so last night presented me with an awkward situation.

We played a team that I feel is worse than the team I played on. I didn't know how to feel about it. We beat them 41-5. I thought I had my first ever hat trick with a supposed four goal game. I will admit it was a little uncomfortable scoring 41 goals on someone. One of the goalies on the team I previously played on committed suicide so those feelings were creeping in the back of my head.

As I skated around I remembered going to the funeral, and then playing a gig at the Supermarket right after. It was odd. Then the game ended and my new team got its first win of the season.

The league removed the last 17 goals we scored in the third period from their records. I guess it was punishment for running up the score. So I ended up with two goals. No hat trick.

But we won.