Last night we held our hockey party at the noisy saloon in the woods that sponsors our team. Despite a sick daughter and visiting parents, I made my appearance for a beer and a photo, thus fulfilling my desire to have my picture hanging over a bar.
At our last practice, a friend of a player came and videotaped the scrimmage. During the party last night, the scrimmage was shown on the giant TV above the bar. It was reported to me that right before I came in, someone at the bar was yelling on his cell phone: "Yeah...yeah...oh, I'm at the bar...uh-huh...no, we're sitting here watching some kids play hockey."