Ice, Ice baby

Last night, z-fiancee, the plumber, Buns, Heffe and I went to a AAA hockey game. It was great. Our seats were spectacular. In any other venue, for any other team, they would have been considered premium. However, since we were at a Trashers game, I think they were considered "low budget" seating. In any event, I loved them and I want to always sit there. We didn't have to worry about Metallica Man yelling in our ear AND we were always on TRASHERCAM.

Okay, so this team wasn't exactly the Rangers, but still, where else can you get a couple beers, scream at people, watch a few fights, laugh with your friends and have your fill of sports all for less than $25? Besides the local bar? I think I have found a new hobby. I also fell in lust with the Zambonie driver.

The game was fun. The perfect amount of violence and hockey occurred. My guys won 4-3. I think we even watched one guy lose a few teeth. Though, I am semi-convinced he did open up a bottle of Tabasco sauce and poured it on the ice only to make it look like blood. You see, he wasn't hit that hard and he was down way too long. Tabsaco sauce--definitely Tabasco sauce. In our couple hours of fun and frolicking, we were on TV (showing our support for another sports team--"Da Yanks") , tried to win $100 by throwing soft pucks to center ice, and re-lived some finer moments of "Footloose" by dancing like assholes.

All in all, it was a great time. I am only left with one question: if a town is trying to restore it's image, boost it's community spirit and overall, have a positive morale, why the hell would they name a team after a dumpster?