Post by Kruger on Nov 10, 2011 18:16:18 GMT -8
My brother Al used a lot of bad words and I wrote our mom a letter aboot it, so I'm sorry to anyone who heard his profanity. We come from fine Quebec stock and while we are at war, there is no call for using locker room yak stew ya know? I had to take him to the boards for knocking the coach's sacristy over in the locker room. I'm just glad that Division called him back to the GM's office before the Jerries could get a good slapshot on that big nose of his.
A big nod to our Russian team mates for rushing the blue line over and over, you made us kilted hosers proud, eh? When Montreal joins the NHL in 1917 I'll carve your names into the big cup.
Our French host family were in fine form, not necessarily on the ice, but certainly in the stands. The coach says that it takes the whole team to win a game, and our French cousins cheered our hearts as we took the Jerries to the boards.
The other team got kind of lippy at night, yelling things no one on the allied side of the blue line understood, so me and the coach had to cross check a couple of them from center ice. One of them gave me some good chin music though and if wasn't for the coach I'd have been out of the game for sure, eh?
Our rather violent territorial neighbors to the south made a fine defense on the left wing over there, and Tim's enforcer kept the Jerries out of the locker room.
Sorry for throwing up at the opening ceremony and for our young hoser's participation in the execution of the other teams players, I just wasn't close enough to stop it. He has since been counseled in old time hockey, real iron league rules. Sorry to the big blue coach for fighting with my brother so much, eh?
Pt MacHenniger.
Pure comedy gold! Best AAR by far! ;D
