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| New... but not improved September 22, 2009 by Moe Diggity This marks the 25th season that the 16 Guys Named Moe (or a variation thereof) have been playing at the Ice Sports Arena in Scarborough. But walking into the dressing room for the first time this season would be strange since many faces have changed over the years. This year's team would consist of five returning Moes, one friend who had played with us before and seven strangers who had never met till now. As I pushed open the dressing room door something hit me right in the face... "Ohhh! Something stinks in here!" I gasped. My first thought was that there was a sewer backup in the washroom that adjoined the room. Moe Shun, who was already in the dressing room, pushed his way by me with one hand covering his face and stumbled out the exit. He has a weak stomach for stuff like that and has dry-heaved on smells not as bad as the one that was violating our dressing room on this particular day. He made it out just in time and caught his breath. He took one last deep inhale and made his way back in to finish dressing. It took me a while to figure out what it was but, that, my friends, was the (not so) sweet smell of hockey. To be more specific, it was someone's equipment that hadn't been washed for a long -- long -- looong time. I hadn't smelled anything this bad since the days of our backup goalie "Stinky" Dave and the incident where Moe Signeur borrowed his jersey, only to have the number he taped onto the back of it, peel off due to the stench. I can't be 100% sure where this raunchiness was coming from, due to (a) me having a poor sense of smell to begin with, and (b) not having the desire to go on a manhunt in order to pinpoint it. It smelled bad enough already. Did I really need to start taking deep breaths of it in order to confirm my suspicions? I don't think so. Anyways, for our first time together on the ice we didn't do too badly. Sure we were missing the "exit-walls" as I was informed by Erik (up to that point I didn't know what "exit-walls" were so I immediately assumed he was talking about me -- how could I but not miss them if I didn't know they even existed?). And sure, we weren't there to clear the rebounds after our goalie, Chris, made some original stops. A 7-3 loss to The Other Team really sounds worse than it was, if you ask me. But this was our first game. And there were some positives... Like Babyface Rob scoring our first goal of the season. And Producer Kyle and Moe Bailey getting a goal as well. And like J-Rock and Moe Gemmell both seemingly trying to outdo each other by wiping out each time they hopped the boards (I think Gemmell won because he came closest to injuring his spleen on one of them when he tried to hop over the gate just as someone was opening it -- he ended up falling flat on his back with his stick underneath him). And then ending off the night by the team earning free nachos for playing a penalty-free game. I'd like to say it can only get better from here, but experience will tell me I should wait a while before making such a bold statement. Quote of the week: "I'm not gay or anthing... but, I've gotta say, you sure aged well." - Jared upon hearing that Moe Bailey was in his 30s. |
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