USA v. Canada Recap 2008

Okay, I suppose the Canadian boys are just being polite and not rubbing it in so I'll wade in and take a stab.

(tongue planted firmly in cheek)

It was a beautiful June day and Team USA-- including several recruits from Olympia-- arrived early and industriously began setting up the rink. Boards, goals, and the new WhiteTrashGhetto netting were all set up and the anticipation was building. A strong showing of players were warming up, stretching, taking some shots on net as the Canadian squad trickled in lazily setting up their lawn chairs and coolers.

Before the first "puck" was dropped the only controversy of the day unfolded. The hard working Americans had painstakingly tried to improve their chances by getting a ruling from the standing commissioner of SSH that secured the rights of any non-Canadian players for team USA (the first ever transfer agreement!), and also wooed Scott to represent the US side of his dual citizenship*. However the entrepreneurial spirit was thwarted by the entitlement mentality of the socialist Canadians who were visably concerened about the initial poor turnout for their squad and Czech defensman Andrew and blue-chip Scott defected to the red and white pot leaf.

In a fit of rage the Americans stormed out of the gate and shocked Team Canada with a 5-1 victory after spotting the first goal. This game stood like an entity unto itself. Canada quickly regrouped between games and established their superior mastery of hockey. They jumped out to a 3-0 lead in game two before USA tied it at 3. From that point on the rest of the day was all Canada. The scores were irrelevant as none of the remaining games were ever in doubt as our friends to the north handed it to Team USA.

Once again America was left head-scratching and dejected on the losing end of a 4 games to 1 thumping. Afterwards it was sticks in the middle and business as usual for a few games before heading off to the Peto residence for a dandy BBQ. Ron manned the grill slinging burgers and dogs, Gooch showed up with a keg, and Vinny and Peto bickered over who could build a fire (neither of them could by the way). Good times had by all down to the late night firewood run (no, 7-11 does Not sell firewood) and drunken pontificating around a crackling fire.

*for the record: from the moment I started trying to recruit Scott he stated he would play for whichever team provided the most playing time; which on this day was clearly Canada.