Wednesday, January 20, 2010

time to post

Note to bloggerson's... if you hit the return key after writing your title what you do is publish your blog. Nothing too serious of course, not like you spilled you "dry hopped" amber ale on your mouse pad in the middle of a serious blog or something like that. That would be a disaster... lime cordial in the laser lines is not what you are looking for under the most serious of blogging conditions.

Last week S. Robertson wowed a packed house with his song smithery, and tomorrow, or i guess today if you want to be technical we have a full band featuring Willingdon Black, Shawn Killaly, JLS, Super R and Genny Trigo... should be fine but if it's not I'll be sure to give it a smiley faced PR review because shoveling shit is what you are to do in the business... make it all fluffy and right... take the "a" out of "shat" and turn it into "awesome". What could possibly go wrong? Put it to you this way. Super Steve had to work @ 6:00 last Thursday morning, but it didn't stop him from celebrating last week's full clinic in the back room with SR and JLS until the wee hours of the morning.

I remember at the play gym the next morning i met a woman from the neighbourhood who mentioned that i looked tired that day... and i was worried that she was focusing on the vomit in my beard... Oh come on I'm just joking... It would be impossible to take care of twin 2 year olds while hung over... If Super Steve can be at work by 6:00 AM old Super R can hit the play gym for 10:00... even if his eyes can't yet focus.

Speaking of drinking and blogging and hockey analogies check this:



That's me refereeing a game at General Motors Place last night... or Monday night if you want to get technical... that right those are Levi strauss & CO jeans to go with my Ref garb. The big question is why mention this in the SRSS blog? It comes down to leadership and being on the other end of the line. I played a game of hockey the other week and i took a "phantom" high sticking call that put me in the box for 4 minutes and we lost the game on account of it which left me insanely enraged as a result. Well some of the guys i play with decided to rent GM Place for a pickup game... a very expensive pickup game i might add, and one that was too dear for a guy like myself who is on leave without pay from work so he can stay home with his 3 kids... but of course as a natural idea man i volunteered to ref the game... i would get to skate on the ice and be part of the experience and hopefully help out... make it feel official.

WE decided that if there was a penalty then it would be a penalty shot so that people that paid top dollar wouldn't be sitting... and for the rest we would try to keep the puck moving... if the goalie froze it there would be a whistle and then the defensive team could rush the puck out...if there was a mad scramble we could have the occasional face off... same with off sides... if you blow it then they have a chance to dump it in and clear the zone... failing that it was a face off.

The bottom line was that i did a poor job as a ref. The key problems were timing and positioning. First my instincts were to chase the puck which are not good instincts if you are not wearing equipment. It's more a matter of predicting where you need to be to cover and follow the play. My other major problem was having the balls to call shit and call it when it happens... which is our major SRSS analogy point here. I called a few and took aggressive resistance from the perpetrator which stunned me into being afraid to call shit... the other problem was sometimes something would happen any you would think "that should be a penalty" but then a few steamboat counts would happen and it would be too late to call it, and then you let it go so you have set a standard to let things go, which ultimately I'm all for as a player but perhaps in retrospect it would have been OK to call a few more, have a few more penalty shots for fun and a bit of a rest for the players.

As the Ref of the SRSS i have some similar problems... and in the end it's all just memories.... memory is cheap, would you care to expand on that?

WE had 2 hours and they cleared the ice after an hour... for the second hour i tried to film the action with my camera following the play... i guess we will see what that gave us


Timelaps of the game by Peter Lolley:

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