Dear Hockey,

The Wednesday January 8th version of Gator Hockey would like to apologize to the game of hockey for this one.  We fully intended to try, we swear.  Its just that the road to hell us paved with good intentions.  

Scrads did a top notch tape job,

Hutch got new boots

Talk around the room was upbeat as good ole Jordo would be marrying an absolute snipe in a couple days.  Somewhere in there was a discussion about essential oils.  

Hell, we even started the game up 2-0 after 6minutes. Life was generally good right?

Then the wheels came off and Les Pylons notched two to tie it up before the first period ended.  Blank slate right?

Narrator:  Wishful thinking

Les Pylons notched another three bookmarked by two Gator goals and the second ended with the Gators down by 1, yet outshooting 29-19.  The Pylons goalie would get tired right?

Narrator:  Wishful thinking

Fuck you narrator 

Les Pylons found their spot, and that happened to be inside post blocker side via a top of the circle clapper.  Not once, not twice, not thrice, but (likely an RCHL) a record four freaking times.  G’damnit

Hutchy whose having a John Carlson-esque  season notted the final goal as the Gators hung their heads in shame walking back to the dressing room after a 9-5 spanking

Lowrey stopped 24 in the loss

No #GatorOfTheGame was awarded cause that game stunk as bad as Overton Spaghetti and Broccoli farts

Other Gator News:

Hutch spent a full weekend playing chel with new skates on

Filewich pounded a pregame concession poutine