(vol.
15W, no. 10; newsletter by b.n.)
The Wednesday Pirates' season effectively ended last
week. However, due to the nature of the league, those teams that don't make
the playoffs get to play a Consolation game; for the Pirates,
the final game of the season was not a Finals game, but was
one of these Consolation games. This last game ended not just
the season, but also the end of an era Mike Farrell announced that
he was quitting the Pirates on both the Wednesday and Sunday leagues. So
as Mike took the floor for his final Wednesday night game (he still as two
or three games left for the Sunday team), you could not help but feel the
emotion as the end of a brilliant (albeit short) career came to an end.
Out of respect for all that he has done for the team, it was decided that
Mike would be rewarded with the opportunity to end his career with the Pirates
on offense. It must be noted here that this might have been a strategic
move, considering that he is just as likely to put a puck past Harris as
he is to put one past an opponent; and, considering he hasn't scored on
Harris lately, he was definitely due. Mike happily stepped up into the center
position, while #67 graciously dropped back to defense. The Pirates opponents
for this historic final game? The Geriatrics.
Yes, the same Geriatrics that shutout the Pirates earlier in the season.
Ah, but with Mike on offense, things would most definitely be different.
Things started out with the MESsy line of Mike-Evan-Scott Miller
on offense with #67-Dave on D. Things did not go as intended
however, as it was thought that #67 would be able to step-up and play defense
in the style and manner set by Norris Trophy winner Mike Farrell. Instead,
#67 was overskating pucks, shooting (horribly), missing passes on the tape
of his stick and falling (with the inability to get back up). All in all
it was pretty ugly. It was during one of these plays where #67 found himself
on his stomach as he watched the Geriatrics skate down the rink and score
the first goal of the night. Things weren't all bad though, Chris Goione
(who doesn't return phone calls made to his cellphone his secretary
does that) had a two-point evening (with Russ getting an assist on Chris'
goal and then Chris getting an assist on Russ' goal in the 2nd period).
I would have more to say about the matter, but this newsletter is not about
Chris it is about Mike. Chris can wait for his own newsletter. This
newsletter isn't about Evan either, who also picked up a goal on the night
(with an assist going to brother Scott). Nor is the Newsletter about Dave
or Harris who combined on a play where Harris had the puck to the side of
his crease when Dave was skating back to play it; there was some major miscommunication
and neither Harris nor Dave had the puck. Instead, it was Steve Shames who
got to the obviously loose puck and put it in for an easy tally.
So on a night that the Pirates celebrated all that Mike meant to the team,
it came down to the final 4:00 minutes in the game with the score tied 3-3.
It was the perfect opportunity for Mike to step up and write that fairy
tale ending to the story book career with the Pirates. Instead of Mike though,
it was #67 who spoiled the whole thing by finally stepping up and playing
like Mike and scoring the GWG. And Mike? With no goals and no assists, he
definitely did his job by playing like #67. Farewell Mike.
THE
SILVER
SKULLS
1) MIKE
FARRELL
His prestigious Pirate career includes 4 Norris Trophies, 1 Hart Trophy and
2,345 Coors Lights.
2)
BRIAN NEWCOMB
For finally playing better than #67 and continually trying to get things past
censor in the newsletter.
Which, of course, never works.
3)
EVAN MILLER
For his pretty breakaway goal that looked like something out of ESPN's hockey
highlights.