With 5 minutes ’til the drop of the puck, we were all wondering where was our hero line? Several bugs became injured over the holiday undoubtably fighting rouge turkeys in there make shift kitchens with cotton boll back splashs. 8 skaters showed up on an off night after battling hours of Thanksgiving traffic to fullfill there thankless duties to bring all the fans their well deserved W.

We started the game in true ironman fashion with Diddle, Skatch & Char up front snarling for added emphasis. Taking up the rear as usual, Ved and Myze were standing back trying to look harmless, but we all know better. And of course our last and only line of defense, The True Golden Weevil, Mich lounging in the crease showing the Transplants about 1 mile of net just to get their hopes up.

The puck drops, and everything snaps into slow motion as the Transplants take control early and move deftly around the 5 Weevils who look as if they are trying to conserve their energy knowing this game is going to be a long one. We are only 3 minutes in before the Transplants capitalize on our caution and hack the crease until one finally goes in the net past Mich. This is when we decided that caution is not the right strategy, and off we go into a malay of talented and hard working hustle. 3 more Weevils decide to grace us with their presents as Mahalik, Uni and Huevos join the bench taking all the pressure off the Ironman crew.

Our first goal comes late in the first to match the score with Myze hooking up with Skatch, sending one home topshelf. This is when all the hours of late night Sattorasan boot camp practices pay off and Diddle threads one to Uni who takes the puck into the zone, points to the top corner and bakes one to take the lead.

The second period was all Weevil, as the Transplants started slowing down with the turkey & cranberry salad really taking its toll. During his 3 full minutes out of the box in this period, Myze sets up the play in the opponents zone and slides the puck D to D over to Ved who looks and waits, eyeing Diddle on the back door all alone. He sends a screaming pass through the small gap between the legs of one of their defenseman, I guess the guy has small hands because that gap was tiny. Diddle gets the pass and relives the wide open net he missed in the previous game, so he takes his time to setup, turns, looks, looks, makes sure, looks down, then fires a shot into the back of the net. Wow, that felt like it took an hour! Luckily for him, Lindenberger was caught on the other side of the net doing a breakdance that would have made the electric bogaloo proud.

The third period was much like the second as our Weevils thought that having a short bench was not enough challenge and decided to spend the entire period short handed, practicing our penalty kill. Lucky for us, the Transplants were getting frustrated and taking just as many penalties on the other side of the coin. The final nail in the coffin came on a Transplant change, as Myze sends a rink wide pass to Diddle on the far side, he one times it to a rushing Char who takes it in one on one with Lindenberger and beats him on the far side to take a truly dangerous lead!

Thanks to all the diehard Weevils who showed up and met over at Old Chicago’s for a free pie and cold tasty beverages while we relived our mastery of the hockeys. And give it up to this year’s Golden Weevil, Mich, who won it by a landslide.

4-1 win - Gamesheet can be found here