Lets look at the last 2 weeks...

Yes, I've gotten lazy with the blog.... but thats because its fucking tough to write match reports on here, however irreverant, and do them for the match night programme (which you all buy just to read my wonderfull 500ish words each week, right?).

However, I'm going to try harder, honest!

Anyways, what can I say about the last couple of weeks? Should I praise the frankly stunning 1st line? Or the wonderfully solid looking D? Or the overall cohesion of the team? Nah, fuck it, I'll just witter on about how much I'm enjoying the teams performances overall.


Seriously, its been a long fucking time since we saw a team this damn good bearing the Manchester name. All the way back to the championship winning Storm team of the last century, in fact. The guys all look like they are enjoying themselves out there, and that enjoyment is infectious (at least for most folks). I mean, how outrageously good is Marcus Kristofferson? And Huppe? And Harabin? And Ben Fucking Wood. If he carries on, he has to be a shoo in for 'most improved player' come the seasons end. Some of his stick handling on Sunday was way beyond the quality that many expect of young Brit players. Well fuck them. It shows you what can happen when a lad is given a chance to show he belongs on the roster.


And I can't wait for the bar re-furb to be completed... draft beer finally. Probably more expensive, mind, but what the fuck are you going to do?


Oh yeah, and Foneys injury looked awesomely gross. It wasn't so much a 'gash' as a fucking big hole. I swear you can see bone in his pictures of it. I did feel sorry for young Mr Brown though. I'm sure his pants became a similar colour to his surname once he realised that Foney was going to need to leave the ice. Poor lad. But major kudos to him for having the balls to step up.


Right, thats enough swearyness for this time. See y'all at the rink Saturday.

That was fun...

Ok, so Im a lazy bastard and I didn't blog last weeks game. Suffice to say I left the rink very chuffed with another solid victory behind the team.

Anyways, on to this past weekends visit by MK... Phew, that was a tasty 1st period wasn't it? Tony 'Killer' Hand taking young Mr McPherson and giving him an almighty arse kicking, for the 2nd time. Jesus, you'd think he would have learnt last time: DO NOT FUCK WITH TONY HAND. HE WILL KICK YOUR ARSE. Which he did. Pretty conclusively. Altogether now: 'You got beat by an old age pensioner!'

Mind you, that decision wasn't as mind numbingly dumb-ass as his next one. Slashing the legs out from under Marcus Kristofferson at a face off...before the puck was fucking dropped. Not quite sure what he hoped to achive by doing that, except getting himself an early shower (hey, maybe he wanted all the hot water to himself)? And he was obviously not finished, as he had to be manhandled into the MK locker room (and allegedly made threats to Marcus Kristoffersons safety next time they meet. Alegedly, mind you).

Other than that, this was pretty good game, despite both teams indulging in the 'black arts' at times. Late checks, holding, hooking, eye rakes...it was almost WWE at times. But the goals were good. Our first line is simply amazing. The 5th goal was as perfect a phase of passing play as you will likely ever see at the Dome. Seriously, it was that fucking good. And given they guys on the line, I think the rest of the EPL will find it a very difficult line to shut down. Not that it matters, as the Brit lads on the other lines are more than holding their own.

Can't wait for Sundays game already. This is a good thing.