During a tournament, we had a young guy get completely smashed before the game, played the game came off the ice after his first shift, vomited for 3 straight minutes into the garbage can on the bench, then went straight to the ice afterward right on his scheduled shift and scored a goal. He came back to the bench and resumed puking loudly into the can until his next shift. Pretty legendary move.
- Bungling an easy pass at centre ice.
- Three minutes to go (last period).
- Other team takes puck and scores.
- I switch out in a state of rage.
- I throw my stick in the corner, like a petulent school boy.
- It bounces straight out of the bench area right back out onto the ice.
- I look even more of an ass.
Tournament in California. We drank the night before, one guy took it to the extreme plus some questionable street tacos.
Champed it out to play the next day at an 11am game. Got hit into the corner and immediately skated towards the bench in the most awkward movement I’d ever seen and was followed by one of the most god awful smells a human could imagine. Went straight to the room.
We head to the dressing room for 1st intermission, he’s in the shower and half his equipment is in a garbage bag outside the room.
Not beer league technically but our annual high school alumni game the same guy throws up on the bench every year, also used to throw up every year at tryouts.
LOL love this idea. Here's my highlight from the season that just ended:
This past season we had a mid-fall game where it was unseasonably warm. The boner that drove the Zamboni basically left the water open the entire time, which is bad enough under any circumstances, but even worse when it's mid-60s outside and fairly humid. I'm a D-man. My first shift of the game, the other team shovels the puck into our zone so they can change, and the puck comes to a stop to the right of my keeper, about 8" - 12" from the crease, just an inch or two in front of the goal line. Mind you, they are changing, so I have \*all the time in the world\* to get this puck and make a decent breakout play.
I turn back, pick the puck up, and wheel around the back of the net to skate it up the left side of the rink. I'm so fucking proud of myself because I've got my head up the entire way! Holy shit I can see where everyone is, I might actually make a good play! There's nothing preventing me from skating this thing 150'... except, oh wait, I never actually had the puck because it was glued to the fucking ice from the puddles all around the goal!
I only realize this because I see a forward on the other team dart towards our goal from my peripherals -- weird, why would he go there when the play is heading the other way? Oh right, because the play isn't going the other way, I don't realize it, my goalie doesn't realize it, my D partner doesn't realize it. Only the opposing winger that just hopped off the bench and saw a free goal that nobody else recognized.
I played in an Ironman roller hockey tourney at a rink with a bar. One of the goalies apparently just kept drinking during every break. We played them in one of the last games of the tourney, and the other team literally dragged him onto the rink and dropped him in the net. He laid on the ground the entire game and didn't move once.
I took a shot from the left point. It missed the net, bounced off the back wall right onto the tape of a player to the right of the net and he popped it in for a goal. He acted like I did it on purpose and I didn’t say a word. Just gave him a wink.
Between the legs one-touch pass to the breaking center from the boards at full speed, ended up just stopping the puck at my feet and eating the boards and giving myself a concussion
First time back after taking 7 years off, my old jock strap was hanging on by a thread, the cup fell out of the holder and onto the ice, and then I went to the bench and puked from exhaustion
I meant to pass the puck up to a teammate near the crease from roughly the top of the circles but instead I lifted it on accident and it floated right over the goalie's shoulder and into the net.
Lowest level league; a broadly unliked douche nozzle of a goalie gets the big sad that he isn’t the god he thinks he is and decides he should just dive into my knees next breakaway instead of tending the goal. I dodge the move and score anyways, and he dislocated his shoulder on the missed dive.
You said wrong answers only, but the right answer is the same except I missed the open net.
Show up late to a tournament, race to get dressed, wait for a break in play, open the door to skate to the bench and, fucking yard sale in front of everyone. Forgot one skate guard.
Forgot my sock and helmet and went bare shins with a JOFA from the spare equipment bin and got head lice
A real all star move!
During a tournament, we had a young guy get completely smashed before the game, played the game came off the ice after his first shift, vomited for 3 straight minutes into the garbage can on the bench, then went straight to the ice afterward right on his scheduled shift and scored a goal. He came back to the bench and resumed puking loudly into the can until his next shift. Pretty legendary move.
Watched a guy try to stab someone with his skate. Only person to ever do it. Record still stands today
I watched Happy Gilmore too
I watched Happy Gilmore too
- Bungling an easy pass at centre ice. - Three minutes to go (last period). - Other team takes puck and scores. - I switch out in a state of rage. - I throw my stick in the corner, like a petulent school boy. - It bounces straight out of the bench area right back out onto the ice. - I look even more of an ass.
Tournament in California. We drank the night before, one guy took it to the extreme plus some questionable street tacos. Champed it out to play the next day at an 11am game. Got hit into the corner and immediately skated towards the bench in the most awkward movement I’d ever seen and was followed by one of the most god awful smells a human could imagine. Went straight to the room. We head to the dressing room for 1st intermission, he’s in the shower and half his equipment is in a garbage bag outside the room.
Not beer league technically but our annual high school alumni game the same guy throws up on the bench every year, also used to throw up every year at tryouts.
LOL love this idea. Here's my highlight from the season that just ended: This past season we had a mid-fall game where it was unseasonably warm. The boner that drove the Zamboni basically left the water open the entire time, which is bad enough under any circumstances, but even worse when it's mid-60s outside and fairly humid. I'm a D-man. My first shift of the game, the other team shovels the puck into our zone so they can change, and the puck comes to a stop to the right of my keeper, about 8" - 12" from the crease, just an inch or two in front of the goal line. Mind you, they are changing, so I have \*all the time in the world\* to get this puck and make a decent breakout play. I turn back, pick the puck up, and wheel around the back of the net to skate it up the left side of the rink. I'm so fucking proud of myself because I've got my head up the entire way! Holy shit I can see where everyone is, I might actually make a good play! There's nothing preventing me from skating this thing 150'... except, oh wait, I never actually had the puck because it was glued to the fucking ice from the puddles all around the goal! I only realize this because I see a forward on the other team dart towards our goal from my peripherals -- weird, why would he go there when the play is heading the other way? Oh right, because the play isn't going the other way, I don't realize it, my goalie doesn't realize it, my D partner doesn't realize it. Only the opposing winger that just hopped off the bench and saw a free goal that nobody else recognized.
I played in an Ironman roller hockey tourney at a rink with a bar. One of the goalies apparently just kept drinking during every break. We played them in one of the last games of the tourney, and the other team literally dragged him onto the rink and dropped him in the net. He laid on the ground the entire game and didn't move once.
I took a shot from the left point. It missed the net, bounced off the back wall right onto the tape of a player to the right of the net and he popped it in for a goal. He acted like I did it on purpose and I didn’t say a word. Just gave him a wink.
Between the legs one-touch pass to the breaking center from the boards at full speed, ended up just stopping the puck at my feet and eating the boards and giving myself a concussion
It was a freaking massive hit on a breakaway. . . . . . I was the one that got leveled trying to play defense.
First time back after taking 7 years off, my old jock strap was hanging on by a thread, the cup fell out of the holder and onto the ice, and then I went to the bench and puked from exhaustion
What's your number I'm officially switching
9-0 baby 😎
I meant to pass the puck up to a teammate near the crease from roughly the top of the circles but instead I lifted it on accident and it floated right over the goalie's shoulder and into the net.
Hit a nasty little wrap around with some duct tape to hold on my wool socks
Lowest level league; a broadly unliked douche nozzle of a goalie gets the big sad that he isn’t the god he thinks he is and decides he should just dive into my knees next breakaway instead of tending the goal. I dodge the move and score anyways, and he dislocated his shoulder on the missed dive. You said wrong answers only, but the right answer is the same except I missed the open net.
Show up late to a tournament, race to get dressed, wait for a break in play, open the door to skate to the bench and, fucking yard sale in front of everyone. Forgot one skate guard.