Ever since I've made the transition to " Adult " Hockey I've kept my cool and havn't been involved it too many serious altercations...until last night.
We were playing the first place team who we have a bit of a history with, and our last few games were on the verge of gettin' ugly. We were playing horribly and were gettin' our collective asses handed to us, somethin' like 8-4. I was gettin' tired and made a questionable play by taking my man to the corner in our end. The player I was checking goes down awkwardly head first into the boards, but the Ref makes no call because I had both hands on my stick and was kept low. I lost my team jersey so am forced to wear a Naslund Canucks replica that is similar to our team colours, well after that last play I was a target for the whole team. I got things like " you're a bitch Nazzy!!!" and " Keep your head up 19 " for the rest of the game.
The next couple of shifts I was gettin' mauled until finally I lay an open ice hit on buddy comin' down the middle with his head down. This was a penalty and I knew it, and I was expecting the enslaut that would follow. The first guy that grabs me isn't one of their best skaters and we kind of tangle for a bit until he hits me in the mouth with his glove on... I says pardon???
My gloves are off and I grabbed him by the neck of his jersey and shoulder pads and am rag dollin him with my left arm and feedin' him with so many rights he was beggin' for a left.
In the maylay my gloves and stick got scattered and were by the other teams bench. I was escorted to that side by the linesman to collect my gear. When I picked it up off the ice and stood up I thought I would cause some more shit by holding my stick at an angle so it would smack one of their players upside the head as I skated by their bench on my way to the dressing room. Sure enough I felt the stick hit at least two of them on my way by and they were pissed and all coming over the boards at me...let the gong show commence.
Most of our bench cleared thankfully cause I was dead tired after the last dance. Beacause the Ref and linesman were already between the benches they were able to head off most of the guys headin' at each other.
After all the dust settled I had a swolen and bleeding right hand and a three game suspension, not a bad trade off the other team had two palyers suspended, three games for fighting and the other for one game for jumpin the boards and " molesting an official " tryin' to get at me.