Saturyne’s back in Boston now but we made a lovely mini-vacation of it — eating, sleeping, and antagonizing other people, as is the custom.
It’s been a hockey weekend, which of course never makes for a bad weekend. Saturyne’s good luck touch didn’t hurt either. First excellent news is that we won our game Saturday against the Ice Hawks. Here’s a photo of me helping to win that game (click it):
How I got in there is unclear to me (ok, I skated in there after a ref about to have an aneurysm pointed at me and then at the box) although audience sources claim that I attempted to scalp an opposing team member with my stick. I still don’t understand what her head was doing by my blade but hey, maybe she just wanted a really close look at Superstar’s awesome taping job. So I conclude it’s really Superstar’s fault I spent the last two minutes of third period in the box. Case closed.
Other great game pics are courtesy of Saturyne, and now I’m just waiting on the film pics before I post them to the images page.
What I am missing here is a photo of the CMU team colors “banner” we made to help cheer on Superstar at his Saturday game. They won, of course, and we all know it was due to our candid support and the camaraderie of his doting team members…(I hope you find that sign soon, Superstar, before it ends up laminated as a permanent fixture at Ice Castle.)
Sunday Saturyne did an admirable job of keeping up during Piranhas practice; in fact, she skated way better than I did, since it was apparently my night to crash into and subsequently get knocked down by every member of my team. I was going to say a little bonding never hurt, but my left arm does not agree with that theory.
The question now is, can I lift a 60 pound propane tank into a zamboni? Stay tuned to find out…
