If you are tuning in to read a blog about the downfall of the Soviet Union, You will be sorely disappointed. If you are looking to read about what has become of the infamously unbeatable church floor hockey goalie Mandi Marquardt ,you have come to the right place.
After a year off from my glorious YSA floor hockey carer due to injury and Oldish age, I returned again to the floor tonight, in a more suitable "Women's church floor hockey" format. Yup, I got beat once or twice by sister Lamar. I don't think she has played hockey before, but she is a natural and has some mad skills. She so nice to everyone all the time you wouldn't think that she could beat you to the puck like that and brutally turn and score on you, but she so can.
Everyone played extremely well. I even still had some magic left. But again, my nick name was "The Iron Curtain" and what is a problem with Iron? well Iron rusts. I got rusty. I let a lot of easy goals in. I was slow. I got tired. I haven't ran this year at all. Now I am chasing a ball down a court with a stick in toe. I lasted 15 min before I was begging to be goalie. I would have gladly stayed in goalie too. but we rotated, that was fair, and probably wise. I probably actually wouldn't have wanted to be goalie the whole time. I had Barbara O'leary on my team. We warmed up together. She's really good too. I am good. I still have, well, some of it. But lets put it this way, If I had to face Isaac "The Capitalist" Shaver today, or Bryce"I'll beat your face in" Jameson, I would have died after 15 minutes, or less.
I think Brielle "the Brick" Porter and Julie "High five you in the face with a chair" Shaver could have taken me in less than 20 and Michelle "the Mad woman" Pitcher and Karen "the Kreamer" would have turned me into creamed corn in no time at all.
When I was done, I walked into my house, turned to my roommate and said "I need a shower, I smell like a buffalo" she asked what a buffalo smells like. From my experience, they stink. I stunk. I stunk bad. Like rust. like a rusty B.O. filled sweat drenched former hockey glory once known and feared as the Iron Curtain. These Women, They will soon whip me into shape I hope. They run, they exercise. they do physical stuff beyond walking. I used to do things like that.
Well, the time has come, and this time the Iron Curtin is going to find some WD-40 and a Brillo pad and work until she shines again, until no puck or ball gets past her, and every puck she shoots lands in the net.
As Red Green Says, folks, "Keep your stick on the Ice," or in this case, the hard wood. If you are in the poulsbo area, and are a woman, come join us Wednesday nights at 8:30 in the Poulsbo LDS church building. Its a blast.
After a year off from my glorious YSA floor hockey carer due to injury and Oldish age, I returned again to the floor tonight, in a more suitable "Women's church floor hockey" format. Yup, I got beat once or twice by sister Lamar. I don't think she has played hockey before, but she is a natural and has some mad skills. She so nice to everyone all the time you wouldn't think that she could beat you to the puck like that and brutally turn and score on you, but she so can.
Everyone played extremely well. I even still had some magic left. But again, my nick name was "The Iron Curtain" and what is a problem with Iron? well Iron rusts. I got rusty. I let a lot of easy goals in. I was slow. I got tired. I haven't ran this year at all. Now I am chasing a ball down a court with a stick in toe. I lasted 15 min before I was begging to be goalie. I would have gladly stayed in goalie too. but we rotated, that was fair, and probably wise. I probably actually wouldn't have wanted to be goalie the whole time. I had Barbara O'leary on my team. We warmed up together. She's really good too. I am good. I still have, well, some of it. But lets put it this way, If I had to face Isaac "The Capitalist" Shaver today, or Bryce"I'll beat your face in" Jameson, I would have died after 15 minutes, or less.
I think Brielle "the Brick" Porter and Julie "High five you in the face with a chair" Shaver could have taken me in less than 20 and Michelle "the Mad woman" Pitcher and Karen "the Kreamer" would have turned me into creamed corn in no time at all.
When I was done, I walked into my house, turned to my roommate and said "I need a shower, I smell like a buffalo" she asked what a buffalo smells like. From my experience, they stink. I stunk. I stunk bad. Like rust. like a rusty B.O. filled sweat drenched former hockey glory once known and feared as the Iron Curtain. These Women, They will soon whip me into shape I hope. They run, they exercise. they do physical stuff beyond walking. I used to do things like that.
Well, the time has come, and this time the Iron Curtin is going to find some WD-40 and a Brillo pad and work until she shines again, until no puck or ball gets past her, and every puck she shoots lands in the net.
As Red Green Says, folks, "Keep your stick on the Ice," or in this case, the hard wood. If you are in the poulsbo area, and are a woman, come join us Wednesday nights at 8:30 in the Poulsbo LDS church building. Its a blast.
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