Street hockey can never get old

Jake...

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heres the story. Saturday night, hockey night in canada baby. Drink hard and watch the leafs murk the habs. (shut up it doens't matter they are not making the playoffs). After an intense debate on which club/bar/rip joint we wanted to hit up after the game somehow a good old fashioned game of street hockey was agreed by amongst all.

We were playing for hours. Well... maybe an hour. Just in our residence parking lot at university. There were no cars so hitting a car with an orange street hockey ball was no worry. We had several sick games going and it was leading up nothing shy of a good time, until....

I smoke a window. Yeah. Great. PSHHHHHHHHH glass breaking.

fuck

LUCKILY i know the guys who live there. They open their door imediatly and say "what the fuck!" i approach them about to admit to it, and my buddy (who lived at hte house) knew that as i was walking towards him it was me, and he says "looks like someone through a rock through our window, what the fuck! (jake come help me find a rock)". So i go with him and we find a rock, he takes it into his house, calls campus security, says someone pitched a rock into his house he has no idea who would do it.

Our game of hockey ended quickly as everyone pretty much booked it into thier houses. That brings me to now telling my story.

Moral? Good friends are hard to come by, and when they do, respect them and keep them.
 


me: "i saw security at your place man, whats the story? I dont know what to say other then thanks"

him: "No prob man they are sending people to fix it and they said just look out for people"

me: "i owe you huge"

him: " my pants are un zipped when ever you are ready lol"
 
we had our net set up infront of my friends house one time, and my friends brother took a slapper, went right threw his window.

good old days. we used to play street hockey atleast 5 times a week
 
Haha that's sweet. I used to play street hockey sooooo much. Man I loved it. Nets were too easy to score on and goalies were too hard to come by so we would set up like buckets, made it way harder to score. It was awesome.
 
ahaha when i lived in texas, there was this crazy black kid who fuckin attacked us with his stick, we didn't like inviting him to our games, but shit, if you need a goalie, you need a goalie.
 
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