So this past Wednesday felt kind of like the old, "Two steps forward, three steps back."
At the end of the first period of play, the score was actually TIED - 1 to 1. It was pretty amazing indeed. I attribute some of this parity to the fact that we were actually keeping to our set lines and making relatively frequent line changes.
In the second period, some of the discipline began to break down. But nonetheless, we ended the period at a respectable 5 to 2. (Yeah, we scored two goals, you heard me.)
Third period - complete meltdown. People jumping out whenever they felt like it and an opposing team that apparently got tired of playing such a close game with the worst team in the league. The game was called with 2 minutes left to play; final score - 12-2.
Le sigh.
Call me old fashioned, but I really miss the old spirit of sportsmanship. I know I've mentioned it before, and I know that if (by some miraculous chance) we had the opportunity to score ten goals or more in a game we probably would..... but the whole "beating your opponent into the ground" thing just seems like bad play. Especially when they have the old "shake hands and tell each other you played a good game" part comes around. I feel more like saying, "Congratulations. You want to come to my house and kick my dog now?" Or other less kind things. But no, instead I just sat on the bench, threw my gloves onto the playing surface and sneered when one of the classy opponents threw me a, "Good game." Okay, so I'm not the best example of sportsmanship in the world either. Oh well.
Next week I hope to stand up on my skates, possibly get a penalty and at least hit one or two people. That'd be fun.
1 comment:
you're not standing up on your skates? no wonder you're team isn't doing so hot, scrambling around the "playing surface" on all fours.
also, sportsmanship is ending the game at 12-2.
also, if I come to your house to play poker, are you not going to take All of my money, because I suck? I bet you are.
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