Them's Fightin' Woids
Sports are to men is what daytime soap operas are to women. Kinda like Home Depot is a man’s Victoria’s Secret: all you do is gaze and wish. And if you’re a hockey player (and fan) whose team has suddenly generated a hot rivalry, you’re in heaven, all lathered up and ready to go.
Tuesday night’s Bugs/Oilers game in Tulsa has given us a new buzz. An all-out line brawl with both teams, goalies included, going at it at the 19:00 mark of the third period and the ensuing retorts from both head coaches has created a stir not seen in Mudbugland since the post playoff game fisticuffs between Coach Muscutt and Coach Laxdal in Wichita two seasons ago. The stuff of legends in minor league hockey.
Boys will be boys. And since I’m a girl, I don’t quite get it. It’s a man’s thing. I watched my two younger brothers get intensely pumped and ready for football and baseball games when they played for our high school. I watch my friend “K”--and lots of the men around me--at the CTC drive opposing players nuts with his heckling, and it makes me laugh. And it can be infectious. We all like to give certain players a good razz, if we know it’s going to make ‘em crazy. But for men, it’s serious. It’s the ole “my hockey stick is bigger than yours” (can I write that? ) competition. Who says men don’t hold grudges?
I have no idea what actually happened at the end of Tuesday night’s game. I got a bit upset with my Bugs--the number one penalty killing unit in the league seemingly not doing its job very well--and turned off my radio. And the hockey gods punished me. I missed the whole gong show. Had to read about it the next day. My mouth fell open. I reread the box score a couple of times trying to figure out who squared off with whom and wondered if I should sit outside the CTC on Friday night with a can for donations to help pay the inevitable fines.
Will Bill Ruggerio go ballistic like he did back on November 3rd? Or will he just squirt the Bugs from the bench with his water bottle? Will Justin Togiai spend most of the game looking over his shoulder, praying that big new X on his back is invisible? Will Captain Dan lead his boys into battle, winning on the scoreboard and on the ice? Will Butch Kaebel be force-fed his own words by Scott Muscutt’s game strategy? For these and other answers tune in and find out. Better yet, buy a ticket to the game. One thing’s for sure: the CTC will be rockin’ and rollin’ and overflowin’ with fans and testosterone on Friday. Just call it As the Hockey Puck Turns.
Tuesday night’s Bugs/Oilers game in Tulsa has given us a new buzz. An all-out line brawl with both teams, goalies included, going at it at the 19:00 mark of the third period and the ensuing retorts from both head coaches has created a stir not seen in Mudbugland since the post playoff game fisticuffs between Coach Muscutt and Coach Laxdal in Wichita two seasons ago. The stuff of legends in minor league hockey.
Boys will be boys. And since I’m a girl, I don’t quite get it. It’s a man’s thing. I watched my two younger brothers get intensely pumped and ready for football and baseball games when they played for our high school. I watch my friend “K”--and lots of the men around me--at the CTC drive opposing players nuts with his heckling, and it makes me laugh. And it can be infectious. We all like to give certain players a good razz, if we know it’s going to make ‘em crazy. But for men, it’s serious. It’s the ole “my hockey stick is bigger than yours” (can I write that? ) competition. Who says men don’t hold grudges?
I have no idea what actually happened at the end of Tuesday night’s game. I got a bit upset with my Bugs--the number one penalty killing unit in the league seemingly not doing its job very well--and turned off my radio. And the hockey gods punished me. I missed the whole gong show. Had to read about it the next day. My mouth fell open. I reread the box score a couple of times trying to figure out who squared off with whom and wondered if I should sit outside the CTC on Friday night with a can for donations to help pay the inevitable fines.
Will Bill Ruggerio go ballistic like he did back on November 3rd? Or will he just squirt the Bugs from the bench with his water bottle? Will Justin Togiai spend most of the game looking over his shoulder, praying that big new X on his back is invisible? Will Captain Dan lead his boys into battle, winning on the scoreboard and on the ice? Will Butch Kaebel be force-fed his own words by Scott Muscutt’s game strategy? For these and other answers tune in and find out. Better yet, buy a ticket to the game. One thing’s for sure: the CTC will be rockin’ and rollin’ and overflowin’ with fans and testosterone on Friday. Just call it As the Hockey Puck Turns.
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