#19 Steve Yzerman the best damn hockey player in the world!!!!



Jesus is hockeys number one fan and goalie of all times!!!



Colton Hill is the God of Hockey!!!!!![/color]


Derek Claffey is phenomonal!


Landon Hiebert is amazing!


Colton Sceviour is exceptional!


Riley Hansen is fantastic!
(ps I am in the coner on my knees and i was still able to set him up practically alone in front of the net for chance to score on the net!)


Gavin Salomons is highly skilled!


Tyler Berg is tough as nails!


Greg Gross is a Captain to look up to!


Derek Bates (#20) is ALL power & Sean Peet (#16) is ALL heart!


Peter Halman is a all around player!


Shawn Shackleton has got mad talent!


Karina Damato is a show stopper! Look at that huge save she made now thats talent at its finest!!


Braden Malsbury is abosolutely senational!

The more I train,


The quicker I get.


The quicker I get,


The slower they seem.


The slower they seem,


The easier the game.


The easier the game,


The greater my threat.


The greater my threat,


The more attention I draw


The more attention I draw


The tighter they play me


The tighter they play me


The more I train...


The Mysteries of A Hockey Player

The Mysteries of A Hockey Player. This pretty much says it all..........The cockiest, dirtiest, most irresponsible group of athletes in the world. Will do anything just to be able to tell his teammates a great story in the dressing room. 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 being 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, living on the road, cold rinks, early mornings, breakaways, going top cheese, countless hours of practice, bag skates, puking, thousands of dollars, dangling d-men, end to end rushes, big hits, broken twigs, new skates,packing bombs, dropping the mits, wheelin' broads, coaches,adding the letter "y" to the end of everyone's last name, the word "fuck", pick up, tape to tape sauce, let downs, miracles and most of all - the game of 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. We live off our adrenaline, because the game frees your spirit, because the party in the locker room is second to none, because you're invincible once you step on the ice, because one shot can make you smile all night, sniping the twine, top shelf where momma keeps the peanut butter, 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, the uneducated pussies always ask? HOUSE LEAGUE, A, AA, AAA, JR.A, OHL, US COLLEGE, PRO... It's never been for the fucking the money, it's not for the girls, and it's not for the fame.


To the Greatest Game On Earth

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, trolley 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.


....................................'The Boys' play because we fucking love it........................................




---10 reasons to date a hockey player---
1. they always wear protection
2. they have great hands
3. there used to scoring
4. they have great stamina
5. they find the opening and get it in
6. they never miss the target
7. they no how to use there wood
8. they have long sticks
9. they no when to play rough
10. they can go for 60 minutes


The 15 Hockey Commandments:

1. Thou shalt not have no other sports before thee.
2. Thou shalt take the name of the Lord Scotty Bowman, in vain (without fear of getting benched, scratched, or traded).
3. Thou shalt not throw the puck blindly up the middle.
4. Thou shalt not shoot pucks at the goalie's head during warm-ups.
5. Thou shalt honor copenhagen and skoal.
6. Thou shalt honor thy blue line and thy crease.
7. Thou shalt not enter the nuetral zone with thy head down
8. Thou shalt not throw sticks (unless thou wants to hurt thyself or see the rest of thy game from thy locker room).
9. Thou shalt not back down from a fight.
10. Thou shalt not disobey veterans.
11. Thou shalt not take stupid penalties in the third period.
12. Thou shalt drink beer.
13.Thou shalt not root for the oilers.
14. Thou shalt take thy man and not thy puck.
15. Thou shalt not lust after broads on the Jumbo Tron unless thy sloots have very large breasts.



I don't control the bumps and the bruises, the crowd, or who covers me. I dont control the bounces, the shootout order, or for that matter what happens outside the rink. There are alot of things in life I don't control. . .But then again there are some that I do. . . ~Sidney Crosby*



Hockey-My Dream, My Life, My Inspiration
Center/Right Wing-My Place, My Responsibility, My Position
The Rink-My Home, My Get-Away, My Sanctuary
#19-My Reputation, My Pride, My Number