I’ve come to the conclusion that Tippett (faithful blog reader disguised as a bot?) designed a special birthday practice for me!
The first drill? Monkey in the middle. They got into groups of five. Four guys passed the puck and tried to keep it away from the man in the middle. My favorite group? Doan, Fiddy, Prukins, Vrbata, and Martin. Hooooooly was this entertaining. Who was never in the middle? Vrby. Pru was in twice, but just because he was screwing around. Who was in the middle the most? Marty. Hey! He eats Joe Thornton for breakfast, cut the Czech Monster some slack! Doan threw himself down, sliding across for a block like Z. Z and Sami’s group was pretty entertaining as well.
Next? Powerplay. Powerplay group 1: kinda sucked. Powerplay group 2: good. The Czechs, Peter, and Adrian were rolling! Adrian scored twice in a row on monster blast. He thought he needed to congratulate himself. I am going to now call this group Nsync. Powerplay unit 2 was not in sync so they are the Backstreet Boys.
Yeah I went there. Deal with it.
What was next? A little thing we like to call SHOOTOUT PRACTICE BITCHES!
Peter, Jovo, New Guy, Vandypants, Pseudo, Radim, Prukins, Lombo, Sami, Taylor, Marty, Uppy, Z, and Yandle.
Best celebration: Lombo. What did he do? IDFK how to describe it. Kinda like lifting weights, while sprinting and suddenly stopping and sprinting again???
Second best: Prucha. It’s similar to if you gave a kid a crapload of sugar and then told him that he’s gonna get a phone call from a Power Ranger. The ensuing dance is kinda what Pru did.
Most represented nationality: CZECHS! Cuz all of them made it. CZECHS DO IT BETTAH!
Dropped like flies! Uppy, Pseudo, Jovo
Anecdote about the winner: Lang loves to screw around with Sami during practice. He’ll hit him and skate away. But when Lang knocked Z down, he did the “Daddy check” to see if Z was ok.
What were the “losers” doing during the shootout? Encouraging the shooters.
Well if you are Sami or Korpo you wave towels and shake what your mama gave you. I don’t know whether that was meant to encourage or distract. For me, it was a little of both, I’m not gonna lie.
Fiddy was sprawled out on his back, propped up on one elbow. After the shootout, he didn’t want to get up and go to center ice so he hitched a ride. Shane Doan pulled Fiddy with his stick like he was pulling a sled. That’s a full service Captain right there.
I think Sami was a gazelle in a previous life. He was skating with the puck along the boards and had two guys in the way. He just tried to jump up (while still moving his feet) and go over them.
It was family day at practice! It looked like Marty’s sister and dad came out. After practice Adrian grabbed his smallest son and skated around with him. He gave him a puck and he threw it. He banged on the glass. Super cute!
And finally, the reason for the title of the blog. It’s all fun and games until Sami bleeds. It seems that men never 100% grow up. The Guilty Parties:
The game: someone has the puck against the boards. The rest of the guys mob him, hitting him and each other up against the boards. Seriously. Over and over. It was hilarious. Lots of laughing. Fun times right? Someone made Sami bite his tongue. Or maybe Sami just does that a lot and I’ve never noticed. Moral of the story:
PS ~ I read an article about us bringing Teek home. DO IT! Birthday wish, ACTIVATE!