that the Brain was going to be absent on Friday, so Tweedy got the call and picked up the win for the Whites.  I called Stump at home and he is doing well and thinking about going to Nicks this Wednesday for a 1 pound burger.  I don't know how my son went astray and became a goalie, I did my best, when he was under my control, to keep him from being a puck target.  His big brother, Ken, had a lot to do with developing his lust for the big pads.  Ken frequently talked him into being a target in basement and street hockey.  Dan always got a compliment when he was drilled with a painful shot.  I understand Tony Granato did the same to his little brother Donny, who played goalie all the way through Bantam, but at least he had the sense to give it up.  See Bill Gaston's goalie quotes on page 2
The game was not a pretty sight, as it started with me getting traded to the Whites who only had 7 skaters.  I was hoping to be one of 3 wingers that would allow me to skate for 1 minute and sit for 2 or 3 minutes.  Instead I was on a team with 1 player short of 2 lines once Robert and Steve showed up early in the first period.  The Reds jumped off to an early lead when Butt Head beat Tweedy on the stick side.  Tom had another chance to score on Tweedy in the second period, when he got a shin guard break away, but Tweedy stoned him with the glove.  I told Tom about the players in France who block a shot with their shin guards, then start yelling and drop to the ice while kicking and screaming like a soccer player.  The Whites tied it on the first of Steve's hat trick.  Thor added two on one shift and the game quickly got out of hand with hats by Special Ed and Robert.  I had a wide open net, but The Anvil turned it away, only to have Special Ed poke it in.  Johnny and Mini Wheezer each had several goals for the Reds.  I don't remember what the final score was, but Art, Bill BTW and the Flea did a fine job breaking up the Red rushes.  Tweedy and Eddie had great games, The Anvil made a lot more saves!  I remember Steve telling me in the third period, "I can't shoot anymore, I have 3 goals already."  He started passing and dishing off like crazy.  In the future, I think he and his brother should do that after they score one goal. That is "The Duffer way."   Spread it around, assists are fun, I had the most fun last week with 4 assists.  The game would have been closer if Rich Storm would have won a face off in his zone when he had the misfortune of centering against me.  He lost all 3 face offs!  Come on Mike, you can do better than that!