Do not go gentle into that good night,
Sattora-San should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Though Weevils at their end know dark is right,
Because their sticks had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Good men, the last shift by, crying how bright
Their frail shots might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
B Moore and Pinna who caught and shot the puck in flight,
And learn, too late, they passed it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Pee Slow, near death, who sees with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay (whoa…wait a minute!!),
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
And you, my Shire, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless me now with your fierce shots, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

- Dylan “Cow” Thomas

Apparently on this Tuesday night, Team Weevil was raging against the dying of the Magna’s Goal light….the final score was something like 16-3…..no joke!!  Yes, they had a team on the ice and subs on the bench.  Yes, they had a goalie in net as well.  No, we weren’t trying to run up the score….even WE couldn’t keep the puck out of their net!!  The Factory is apparently still trying to figure out who got all the goals and assists since our game is the only one which hasn’t been updated at the time of this report!!  We crashed the friggin’ system!!  I heard they had to break out a second abacus to tally all the points!!

The Weevils had a decent showing in the locker room on this cold February night, with Neil back in the line-up after his self-inflicted one game suspension.  However, the Weevil mojo was tested early as the team takes a time-out before the puck was even dropped so Pee Slow could tuck all his hair back in his “Horschack” model goalie helmet and replace the hemp laces on his skates.  This also allowed Cow to finish pinching off his utters in the locker room and get to the bench before the puck drop.  The goals came pretty fast and pretty easy to start the first with the intial goal coming 28 seconds into the period followed by 3 more unanswered…all by Timmy V.  But the “Charlie Brown” jerseys came back hard with a a few flurries through the neutral zone to beat the D and Slow twice toward the end of the period.

The second period was filled with A LOT of Weevil offense, as the scorekeeper had to put down her Barbie cell phone to keep up with the Weevil scoring flurry…..89 to 5 to 28, 11 to 13 to 28, 6 to 28, 17 to 89 to 28, 28 to 28 to 28….I think we should consider moving Timmy V up a league!!  The seldom used “stop posting the score” rule was enacted somewhere near the middle of the period as the Weevils’ tally neared 12 goals.  The Peanuts gang scored a sneaky one late in the period as Lucy pulled the ball away just as we tried to kick it and got by the D on a line change.  That would be the last the Magna Group would see the score change on that side of the board!! 

The second intermission included talk of switching all the offense and defense around and of playing more of a passing game in the third so as not to rub it in anyone’s face.  Universal held on to the puck for all of 7 seconds in the third before he decided that was enough “holding back,” and pocketed one in the back of the Magna’s worn out netting.  None of the offense, sans Teno, was willing to give up their stat fest of a night…so the selfless D of Cow, Myze, Todd, Skatch and Diddle remained in front of Pee Slow for the remainder and turned away all comers.  But even our passes ended up in the opposing net….any time the puck crossed their blue line it seemed destined to find a home behind the apparent cardboard cutout of a keeper that was in their net.  To the credit of our opponents, they kept their composure throughout…no chippy play and minimal snide comments.  Had the tables been turned, there would be several of us trying to make bail this morning!! 

The final score is still up for grabs and it will probably be several weeks before they get it straightened out.  In a show of selfless play and as a united front, the Weevil organization has requested that all points for the night go to Timmy V. 

The Weevs ended the evening by kicking the WF Police convention out of OUR parking lot, boycotting Vincent’s warm accomodations in lieu of standing our post in the lot, sharing hair care secrets and muffin recipes, admiring the junior shin guard that B Moore uses as a cup, and berating each others play until the tears flowed.  Talk of visiting the Palm Isle was quickly doused as everyone raced home to read this update.  Suckers…..

Next game is versus the “Green Giant” Rangers for sole possesion of third.  Be sure to bring some raw meat and shiny objects to distract this band of neanderthals!!