Wierd things you've done for hockey

[dsjunior1388 81]

Im in my dorm and hockey on TV is slim. Just red wings games on FSN and sporadic college games on ESPNU, plus the NBC game of the week on sunday. No versus, no CBC, and certainly no NHL network. So Im flipping at 1 am and see the french language channel is showing russian hockey, with russian commentary. So here i am watching hockey in a foreign language at 1 am. just because it's hockey.

[Tailboard Jockey 25]

I watched alot of playoff hockey when I was on my honeymoon in Jamaica, 13 years ago. Yes, we're still married. I had to set the ground rules early on. :lol:

[XLII 0]

07:00 pm on the east coast = 01:00 am here in Germany.

No sleep till Stanley Cup!

[dumbpolak9 1]

had an old rangers jersey that was to small, it was a rep so no name on the back so i decided it would be fun to vandlize it. for the name i put not again. and the number was 94. hahah i slung it over my shoulder and went to the devils game and got it on the jumbo tron.

[gagner89 0]

Turn down sex for shinny

[doogie24 0]

^^ hahaha

woke up next to a girl at 7am, after being up until about 4am. Cabbed home and made it to 8am sunday pickup, still feeling the effects of the liquor.

[TBLfan 25]

Agreed to renew my Lightning season tickets. :(

[CaptainFantastik 0]

The only "weird" thing I do is hide gear purchases from my wife on occassion. I'll make sure that if I order something online, it gets delivered while she's at work and i'll use a check card from an older account that she rarely checks on. Just recently spent $400 for some Vapor XXXX's at a LHS and had the purchase broken up onto two different check cards to make make it more difficult for her to track the purchases. She always catches me in the end though. But it's like I learned in the military...........it's easier to ask for forgivness than to ask for permission sometimes.

[Aussie Joe 0]

Discussion with an ex-GF...

HER: "What would you do if I asked you to give up hockey for me?"

ME: "You really don't want to know the answer to that question."

HER: "Oh...." *looks down in a glum fashion*

LOL

[interpathway 9]

Turn down sex for shinny

That's weird? Haha I feel like most of us would do this, even if only once.

[Tailboard Jockey 25]

The only "weird" thing I do is hide gear purchases from my wife on occassion. I'll make sure that if I order something online, it gets delivered while she's at work and i'll use a check card from an older account that she rarely checks on. Just recently spent $400 for some Vapor XXXX's at a LHS and had the purchase broken up onto two different check cards to make make it more difficult for her to track the purchases. She always catches me in the end though. But it's like I learned in the military...........it's easier to ask for forgivness than to ask for permission sometimes.

What's weird about that? That's the only way I can buy things I "need". :D

[gagner89 0]

Turn down sex for shinny

That's weird? Haha I feel like most of us would do this, even if only once.

Then a lot more of us need help than I thought :D

[Steve_v3 289]

Got in a minor one car accident ( slid on ice ) on the way to pick up hockey got a friend to drive me to the rink then go back and wait with the car for the tow truck. Then bummed a ride home.

[fatwabbit 93]

Turn down sex for shinny

That's weird? Haha I feel like most of us would do this, even if only once.

Never! just make it to shinny a little later than usual! Knowing that some others are in the same boat of not getting enough, I think that still takes some priority

[flyerman 0]

Got in a minor one car accident ( slid on ice ) on the way to pick up hockey got a friend to drive me to the rink then go back and wait with the car for the tow truck. Then bummed a ride home.

Did something very similar a couple month ago. We had a relatively bad ice storm here, freezing rain, main roads were bad, side roads were a sheet of ice. Anyway, i venture out anyway to go to an over-35 drop-in because I just have to play. I actually make it all the way to the rink without incident. Then, when I turn into the parking lot, I lose total control and my front wheel slams into the curb, completely bending the control arm. Instead of calling AAA or getting help, I manage to park it and then go and play for an hour and half. Then I come back out, drive it 10 MPH home while the front left tire slides out all the way there at an almost 45 degree angle. Needless to say it was a $460 drop-in session and I pretty much risked my life driving it back home. Idiocy all around, but what can I say....I love the game.

[interpathway 9]

Love of the game can never be called idiocy!

[RecLeagueHero 0]

Turn down sex for shinny

That's weird? Haha I feel like most of us would do this, even if only once.

Never! just make it to shinny a little later than usual! Knowing that some others are in the same boat of not getting enough, I think that still takes some priority

Drop-in is on a schedule, you can have sex pretty much when ever. Not really a tough one there.

[RadioGaGa 162]

Turn down sex for shinny

Drop-in is on a schedule, you can have sex pretty much when ever. Not really a tough one there.

Leaving the office on a Friday night...I say to my buddy...

"Hey, you playing Sunday night?" (our regular shinny/pickup group)

"Yeah...80/20" (he always gives odds for his attendence at any event)

He doesn't show...on Monday...I say...

"Hey, where were you Sunday"

He goes:

"My wife winked at me at around 8:15...we play hockey again next Sunday...I'm not sure when she'll wink at me again"

*L*

[IniNew 53]

Turn down sex for shinny

Drop-in is on a schedule, you can have sex pretty much when ever. Not really a tough one there.

Leaving the office on a Friday night...I say to my buddy...

"Hey, you playing Sunday night?" (our regular shinny/pickup group)

"Yeah...80/20" (he always gives odds for his attendence at any event)

He doesn't show...on Monday...I say...

"Hey, where were you Sunday"

He goes:

"My wife winked at me at around 8:15...we play hockey again next Sunday...I'm not sure when she'll wink at me again"

*L*

+ Funniest post I've read in quite a while.

[RecLeagueHero 0]

Turn down sex for shinny

Drop-in is on a schedule, you can have sex pretty much when ever. Not really a tough one there.

Leaving the office on a Friday night...I say to my buddy...

"Hey, you playing Sunday night?" (our regular shinny/pickup group)

"Yeah...80/20" (he always gives odds for his attendence at any event)

He doesn't show...on Monday...I say...

"Hey, where were you Sunday"

He goes:

"My wife winked at me at around 8:15...we play hockey again next Sunday...I'm not sure when she'll wink at me again"

*L*

LOL, but the thing is you have to act like you don't care. If you go after it like a dog goes after a steak you'll get it about as often as a dog gets steak. When you play it off like it's way down on a long list of priorties you'll be fending her off with a stick.

[gxc999 7]

Played through a torn thumb and broken finger at the same time. The thumb is still f'ed up but so what? Oh, and skipped a major exam review for a playoff game...

[Law Goalie 147]

Once upon a time, I stored my gear in a shared office on campus. Access to the building and office was controlled by key-cards; problem was that if ONE moron lost an access card, they had to recode and reissue EVERY card for the building.

So towards the end of term, I turn up to grab my gear before a game, and sure enough, my card doesn't work. Nobody emailed; nobody called; I spent half an hour cursing the college and trying to find 'alternate access' (ie. breaking in without breaking anything), until I started getting panicked phone calls from the rink from players who think they're a goalie short.

I turn up at the rink an odd mix of furious and embarrassed, and I'm greeted in the dressing room with hysterical laughter.

They've got the rink's loaner goalie gear out. It consisted of a felt-and-cotton chest-arm unit, a pair of white nylon Cooper gloves that are actually yellow with mildew, an untaped straight-blade stick, and a pair of roughly 28" high Cooper deer-hair pads. Combined that with some of my teammates' gear, including player skates, a rusty CCM bucket, and a single hard plastic jock-cup, I was absolutely never more uncomfortable or afraid going onto the ice.

We happened to play playing a frat. They took slapshots all night solely in an attempt to injure me. Because of the player skates (on ancient bananaed-out Tuuks, in fact) I could barely stand, let alone move.

I won, but for the first time ever, I wished I hadn't.

[flyerman 0]

Once upon a time, I stored my gear in a shared office on campus. Access to the building and office was controlled by key-cards; problem was that if ONE moron lost an access card, they had to recode and reissue EVERY card for the building.

So towards the end of term, I turn up to grab my gear before a game, and sure enough, my card doesn't work. Nobody emailed; nobody called; I spent half an hour cursing the college and trying to find 'alternate access' (ie. breaking in without breaking anything), until I started getting panicked phone calls from the rink from players who think they're a goalie short.

I turn up at the rink an odd mix of furious and embarrassed, and I'm greeted in the dressing room with hysterical laughter.

They've got the rink's loaner goalie gear out. It consisted of a felt-and-cotton chest-arm unit, a pair of white nylon Cooper gloves that are actually yellow with mildew, an untaped straight-blade stick, and a pair of roughly 28" high Cooper deer-hair pads. Combined that with some of my teammates' gear, including player skates, a rusty CCM bucket, and a single hard plastic jock-cup, I was absolutely never more uncomfortable or afraid going onto the ice.

We happened to play playing a frat. They took slapshots all night solely in an attempt to injure me. Because of the player skates (on ancient bananaed-out Tuuks, in fact) I could barely stand, let alone move.

I won, but for the first time ever, I wished I hadn't.

Great story and even better writing. Time for a goalie novel?

[canadian_man_44 0]

My wife was in the mood one night at around 9:30, which on that night just happened to be about the time that I would usually be heading out the door to play some pickup. I looked at my hockey bag, looked at my watch, looked at my wife and said, "you've got 10 minutes". I played the best game of my life after that....and she wasn't even mad.

The other weird thing I've done was only weird because I'm definitely not a morning person. I agreed to be the regular goalie for a groupl that played at 7AM....I also lived about 45 minutes from the rink they played in which meant the guy that usually sleeps until 11am on Saturdays had to get up around 5:30 in order to get ready and get enough coffee in me to get my focus for the game.

[Law Goalie 147]

Great story and even better writing. Time for a goalie novel?

Cheers, but it's been done by a better man than I: Paul Quarrington's Logan in Overtime, which, though excellent, is still well behind his King Leary in the running for Best Hockey Novel.

The one guy whose hockey novel I'd have loved to have read was Robertson Davies. Sadly, he was so busy pretending he had transcended Peterborough to bother with anything so plebeian.

It's odd that hockey doesn't inspire better writing. Baseball's got reams of it from W.P. Kinsella, George Plimpton, etc., etc. The only reasonable explanation I've heard is that the pacing of baseball is better suited to narrative, whether written or filmed; hockey is far, far more difficult to render.