Doctor Vance

HOCKEY!!! This is the true definition of a hockey player: Hockey Players, The cockiest, dirtiest, most irresponsible group of athletes in the world. We'll do anything and come back to tell his teammates about it. Live the dream until they are 35 then realize they never made it. Ladies love us, guys want to be us, we are the soul of the universe. You lace up the skates, put on the gloves, strap on the helmet, and walk on to the ice and nothing else matters. It doesn't matter that you failed a test, your girl is bein a bitch, or that you got a ticket on the way there...you're world is absolutely perfect for the next couple hours Here's to faceoffs, goals, assists, overtime, livin' on the road, cold rinks, early mornings, breakaways, goin' top shelf, countless hours of practice, bag skates,thousands of dollars, dangling d-men, big hits, broken twigs, new skates, packin' bombs, wheelin' broads, coaches, adding the letter "y" to the end of everyone's last name, the word "fuck", pick up, fights, let downs, miracles and most of all - the game, Hockey Why? Why do we skate back and forth night after night? Skating so hard we throw up. Skating so hard your heart beat rings in your head, while your lungs are grasping for air. Late nights, early mornings, Friday nights, Saturday evenings, broken bones, torn muscles and deep bruises. We skate through it all. Because we live off our adrenaline, because the game frees your spirit, because the party in the locker room is fine, because your invincible once you step on the ice, because a shot can make you smile all night, sniping the twine, the rattling of the boards, the feel of the puck, and skates carving into the ice is a rhythm to live by, because its possible to skate fast enough to leave all your worries behind. Sweat is the cologne of our accomplishment. Why? Why would someone push themselves so hard? It's not for the money, it's not for the girls, and it's not for the fame. We do it because we love it- This is for the stars in the show and the guys going to the show, the boys in the juniors living the dream and the die hards lighting up the beer leagues. This is for the snipers, the playmakers, the grinders, the fighters, the power forwards, the blue chip d-men, the bottle fillers, the men in the pipes, the men on the bench, and the boys in the box. This is for sniping ginos, chizzling apples, throwing sauce, undressing tendies, banging home rebounds, making big glove saves, and burying OT winners. This is for the dirty dangles, sick toe drags, backhand toe drags, spin-o-ramas, bar downs, top cheese, One-Tees, snappers and clappers, big-time celly's, poke- checks, pad-stacks, big hits and hip-checks, troller tracks, and toe-to-toe tillies This is for the long bus trips, the early morning practices, the bag-skates, the battles in the corners, the bad dental, the sweet flow, the playoff beards, the chews, the beers, the tears, the laughs, the team shakers, the beauties wheeling hot broads, and the gongers wheeling swampers. This is for the wins, losses, and ties, the end-to-end overtimes, the gruelling training camps, the pre-season exies, the regular season battles, the playoff wars, and raising the championship trophies. This is for anyone who knows what all this means, because you are a part of the greatest game on earth.