Foghorn hockey

(the weekly greeting to my hockey team...)

Sunday 7:35 in rinx 3.

That's the time we're playing the game that doesn't count.

It's a freebie. A throw-away. A bootie call of an icy nature.

Allow me to explain...

Because we beat the Screaming Eagles and then the Icemen beat the Screaming Eagles (both games by a score of 4-2) the Screaming Eagles are OUT and we advance to the semi-finals.

And, in the words of Foghorn Leghorn, "That's math, son! Simple math, I say!! You can argue until the sun sets in the east and rises in the west, but ya can't argue with math! Arithmetic!! Sums and figures!! Pluses and minuses!! Tables that are for multiplyin', not for eatin'!! Add it up, son! You can stand on your head and shake your legs until you're blue in the face and red in the bottom, but it's math and ya can't argue with numbers, son! (Kid's got as much sense as a chicken in a horse race.)"

Okay, Foghorn never said *exactly* that, but you get the idea.

So, Sunday night is a play-off game against the Icemen. It ain't a "Do or Die" situation, which is strange for a play-off game, but there you are.

But for gawd's sake don't take that statement as an "Oh, heck, I can skip the game. They'll be fine without me" kind of rallying call. Oh no-no-no. If you miss the game, you might miss the opportunity to ummm, bbbb, win a free pizza coupon. That's right!! A free pizza coupon might be given away at this Sunday's game!!

Sunday, 7:35 rinx 3. Dragons hockey!! Playoff hockey!! Maybe perhaps not likely a free pizza coupon!!

What more could ya ask for?