I'm Boring - What Gives?

So there hasn't been a whole heck of a lot to say in the last little while! Adam got me here to write some things on my numerous experiences while playing in the Beer Leagues that I play in, and unfortunately, the timing couldn't have been worse. My Monday night D1 division team; Club Sauce, we went out in the round robin portion of our playoffs in a rough game against a team that just dominated us with their size. My Wednesday team, playing in the B division, lost in the playoffs in a game that I had to miss due to school reasons. How lame! I have no stories!

The one cause for relief, however, is my Thursday night D2 division team; the Capitals. I've been playing with this group of guys for a number of years now, and to be honest, it's pretty much my favourite team that I've ever played on. No disrespect to my other squads, but these guys are one in a million.

I can't really specify just what it is that sets them apart from the others. It could be the camraderie in the dressing room that we show, from Sammy and his witty remarks to Bully and Josh with their domination over the remaining few beers in the parking lot afterwards. Maybe it's the fact that unlike many of my teams, it's a primarily older squad, with the youngest guy coming in at 21, and the oldest hovering around 40. Yet...whenever any of us come to the rink, it's just a place to get away, be yourself, and have a good time with a bunch of guys who enjoy their beer and their hockey.

Anyways, the reason that the Capitals are a cause for relief is because we're actually still playing! Better yet, we've been winning! When you win, things always seem to be a lot better off  both in the room, and on the ice. Of course, since this is the only team that I've got that's still going, I don't have much fodder for a weekly round-up. So instead, I've got a better idea.

Since we're in playoffs, I'm going to write a post for each game, detailing the score, any memorable moments from the game, and the overall attitude and feeling. Since it's the playoffs, the odds are that I'll get into some sort of melee at some point, and I'm sure eventually, I'll have something to wax poetic about.

It is, after all...the playoffs.