Big Night

Tonight is a big night. My boys the Oilers take on the Flamers for the first of two pre-season games. We are 15 mins from the puck drop and I had the chance, twice, to go to the game. First Millar called me, Morton was on his way down and he had his Dads tickets. Awesome tickets, four rows up and right behind the visitors net!! Second, Stacey called me and her great boss gave her two tickets to attend the game. No go. But I am stuck here at the Golf Depot and nobody wanted to work for me, brutal! I was choked, I have never not taken a ticket to any sporting event. This is a first. I sure hope my boys kick them around the Saddle Dome, that would be a great start to the 10 games they face eachother this season.
Anyhow, I guess the night was not a total flop, I did ring in $2.64 through the till and made quick 5 cents on the night!!! That much closer to retirement.
Facts of Life
1- Never eat a light bulb. This could cause some major bodily harm.
2- Check live wires with the back of fingers, don't grab them with the tips.
3- Weigh yourself in the morning not at night.
4- Keep in the straight and narrows.
5- Don't let Spud pick your hockey draft team, unless you have total believe in the Flames and their one goal scorer, Shawn Donovan, opps he didn't make it this year.
6- Believe everything I say, hahahaha. Gukes and Cred don't anymore, ever since the Purdy reunion! haha

That's all I got.
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JP

Oooooo..... Wine can hurt

In my last post title I said I wouldn't have anything to write about, well I drummed up some topics out of the Ol' think tank.First- Thank the lord that Tie Domi has retired. It is about time that thick skulled, all talk no show nikumpoop has hung up the skates. His last few years have been quite embarrassing being know throughout the league as more a "dressing room player" than a "player on the ice". Always talking, telling guys to drop their gloves in the "New NHL", come on Tie, if you were to fight today’s tuff guy you would be mopped all over the ice. Lets end this paragraph on Tie, it's starting to bug me.Second - How about them Oilers, best team in the NHL. Ya they lost Pronger, Peca and Spacek but the best is still to come. Peca is old, Spacek is old and yes it's a shame Pronger had to leave but that’s the way the cookie crumbles. I have a feeling he is going to get seriously injured this year. Just a feeling. On the other hand, Oilers are bringing in the top rookie d-man and top OHL goal getter, Robbie Schremp. I hope Schremp doesn't pull a Comrie and sleep with a teammates wife or something, he is going to be good, so I hope we can hold on to him. The speed of the team has increased full tilt, most teams are going to be in for a huge surprise the first time they play my boys. Good Luck Oil, may the force be with you!!Third - CFL and the TD celebrations. If you have not heard of the kafuffle that the Stamps are brewin' up in Calgary, then let me advise you. A week ago the media started to ask the players about celebrations on the field. They are not just happening after a TD but also after 1st downs, big catches, big runs, big hits, big stops, big punts, big mistakes and yes big dumps in the dressing room. One quote I read was, J. Copeland, "If the media is going to blow this up and turn the CFL into the NFL (No Fun League) then we are just going to do it more and make the celebrations bigger!" Ya, a lot of brains in that head. Why don't you keep poking the bear and this rule will be put in effect and that will end your silly little antics. Now don't get me wrong, there is nothing better than seeing a well choreographed dance after a sweet throw or a punt return, but when the receiver gets knocked out of bounds at the 4 yard line and the next player kneels down and pretends to take pictures of him posing. That is too much and makes you look like a chump, as we all know four yards is a long way to go to get a TD in three downs. This kind of display is too much for a second rate football player. Lets put this into perspective. If I land a new deal, I don't rip my shirt off and belly flop the fax machine. If Crosby scores a goal, him and Flurry don't meet a centre ice and throw each other into a triple sow cow and when Tawnya Harding takes out her best competition she doesn't go on a 10 yr drinking binge, sleeping with numerous men that do not know who she is and separate from her husband, well maybe the last one does happen. But my point is, that if they want to celebrate, do it in good fashion with some class, a quick new shuffle or a good old fashion chest bump.This concludes my thoughts for the day, I hope I made this fun and enjoyable to read. Please feel free comment if I am completely out of line, but be careful. Hahaha
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JP

Baseball is over, what am I going to write about???

Slowpitch is now over and done with. The team ended up with a half-ass showing in the final tourney. Our first game was at 10:00 in the morning, we had a lot of pop ups and hit into easy plays all game. The contest ending in a 18-17 final. We still had a chance to make the final that evening, so everyone was ready to kick some butt.
Second game was like the first, the Band-Aids had zero bats. The other team had a field day catching the liners right into their gloves, pop ups without having to move and grounders that ended up on top of the base when it was a force play. We just had no luck. On the other hand, out defense was spectacular. Tuff plays tracking down fly balls, lots of sharp grounders hit to our shortstop (me) and making textbook plays all game. Never forget the Ol' Knuckler thrown by Cred that was dancing around faster than Chris Farly in the Chip "n" Dales skit with that stud Patrick Swayze. By the end of the game there was nothing we could do to get a hit. The game ended 8-7.
The Band Aids had a slim to no chance in making the finals and slim just left town. So we got some beers and hit the shade to relax and kill time for our final game of the year.
In the last game the Band Aids were back to how they played the whole season. Great hits, great plays and smiles all around. We waxed the last team, that was on the way to the final, 21-14. Season was officially over.
I would like to personally thank Trav for putting the team together once again and make the year so much fun. Thanks Travy.
Tourney High Light Reel
1- Denton!! (player of the day, he got on base every time expect once)
2- Me, I did have two horrible throws over Stacey's head on first. I was just seeing what I was capable of doing, hehe)
3- Rob and his witty comments all day, you are one entertaining little fella
4- Cred "holding me back" from the Ump. He thought I was going to fight the guy, I was just pretending.
5- Mels almost double play, I thought we had the sucker but the ump thought differently
6- Cred numerous pop ups, sorry buddy, I figure you just didn't want to wreck your golf swing.

All in all the day was awesome, hangin' out with the team being boneheads and making ridiculous comments.

Saturday night brought Millars party.
I was pumped, my boyz, Morton, Lukas, Smitty, Dave to mention a few were all to be there. The party was great, a couple of pukers and a bunch of laughs. Millar has himself a nice house and looks good. Met some of Millars work mates and they speak very highly of him. Good to hear.

Anyway.....This concludes our broadcast show....click!

JP

Summer is Over and that's the way it goes Rick!

It's been a while since my last post so I will try and keep this short with as much detail as possible.
Last time I was here I talked about the trip Stacey and I took back to her home town of Walkerton. The trip ended with a Blue Jays game. We had the best seats I have ever had a baseball game. We were directly behind the Jays dugout, six rows up. Stacey and her sister Shelby got on the jumbotron and I had a quick showing as well. The Jays lost the game but they play 162 in a season so it's bound to happen.
We got back to Calgary on the Sunday and Matt picked us up. He had some news for us, Matt landed a job up in Athabasca as a car salesmen on a Ford lot. So the best of luck to him.
This last weekend we had a garage sale at our house. We picked through all the junk in the basement and got rid of a bunch of things and made a couple of hundred bucks off the stuff. I'm glad that is over with.
The sale of the day was, if anyone out there remembers the short white shorts that I brought out to houseboating the first year I was there. They were part of my 70's party get-up. First thing Saturday morning a guy (approx 35 yrs of age) was eyeing them up, he held them up to his hips, kinda turned his waste, looked at the wife for the OK, she gave him the knod and he popped the question. "How much for these?" my reply, "One Buck!" his counter offer, "Will you take 50 cents?" I followed up with a genuine, "You got yourself a new par of shorts!" he routed through his pockets for the 50 cents and he was as happy as a chubby fella with a fresh Hygard right off the truck. Ring the bell for another sale!
This last week I was involved in a hockey tournament that my company puts on annually. I had a ruff go all week. First game I took a high stick across the nose, a little blood and maybe a chip somewhere in there, second game a guy dished out a mean two handed slash in my back, now I had a sore back and half broken nose. Fourth game a guy took a shot and deflected straight up and hit me directly in the throat, I couldn't breath for about a minute and I am still having trouble yawning and swallowing. I'm sure I will be OK. One of the last shifts of mine I was on defense and another shot got deflected straight for the middle of my face, I ducked my forehead and my helmet took the scrape, I guess it is time to get a visor for the brain bucket.
This brings us to this weekend. We have our final slowpitch tourney and Millars party. Can't wait to update those two events.
Have a great weekend all!
Till next time
JP