SUNDAYS #7 vs. BLIZZARD:

(vol. 13S, no. 7; newsletter by c.g.)
Just last week as I was writing the prior week's newsletter, I lamented the fact that my short-term memory was lacking and how games blurred into a big jumble. It's funny how I can't wait for this week's game to fade into that jumble, as the memory seems a little more engraved than it should be.

We were facing longtime nemesis the Blizzard, and looked to exact a measure of revenge for the defeat they handed us while Harris completed the Northeastern leg of his World Tour. The Pirates showed up with nine skaters, missing only Scott LeMatty (who resides on injured reserve) and Tim Hand (who was also scratched due to health problems). The blueline was ably-manned by Scooby-Mike Farrell-Roger Weiss, while the forward six consisted of Ferraro-Farkas-DiPierro and Russ-Wildman-Goione.

The game started out on a bad note, and then went south from there. As you know the Blizzard is a scrappy team and they seem to feed off emotion; so when they scored less than a minute into the game, you knew it was gonna be a battle. The emotion seemed to take over the game as an abundance of penalties were handed out, as each team tried to out do the other for the all-important adrenaline rush. Truth be known the game was only close at one time in the 1st period, when the Pirates had a chance to tie it up at the midpoint after the Blizzard had established a 2-1 lead (our goal was scored by Roger, assist to Jimmy). Unfortunately that chance was not to be, and the Blizzard continued to ride the emotional wave they had caught to an easy 6-2 victory (our only other goal was scored by Jimmy, assists to Roger and Glenn).

Overall it was a penalty-filled evening and one in which we were beaten to a lot of loose pucks. But hey, it's just one game after all, and the playoffs lie ahead where I have a distinct feeling we will get another chance at these guys.

Now I just wait for the next game so this memory gets pushed a little further to the back.