young, rich and famous thanks for asking, how are you?



single, grade12 , 5'11, hockey player




get ^highwith me, just ^marleyand me



two lines of coke that i cut with draino..
and her nose starts to bleed,
the most beautiful ruby red.



Our Father,
Who art in copenhagen
Short cut be thy name
thy tin is done
thy spit will come
in tuners
as it lays in thy lip
give us this chew
our daily dip
and forgive us our spillages
as we forgive those who steal our chew from us
and lead us not into hesitation
but deliver us from skoal
for thine is the kingdom of copenhagen
for ever and ever
Amen





















The music
Escape the Fate, A Heartwell Ending, All Time Low, Atreyu, Boys Like Girls, Bullet For my Valentine, Cauterize, A Change of Pace, Chiodos, Coheed and Cambria, The Color Fred, A Day to Remember, A Dead Giveaway, The Devil Wears Prada, Dolla Dolla, Enter Shikari, Finch, Flo-Rida, Lil Wayne, Flobots, Greeley Estates, Hawthorne Heights, Here I Come Falling, Houston Calls, I Am Ghost, Ice Nine Kills, Jacks Mannequin, Karate High School, Kenny Chesney, Kottonmouth Kings, Lil Whyte, LUDO, Mayday Parade, MIA, My Hero is Me, New Found Glory, Paramore, Pitbull, Quietdrive, Red Hot Chili Peppers, Red Jumpsuit Apparatus, Rick Ross, Rise Against, Saosin, Sean Kingston, Senses Fail, Blink 182, Sum 41, Silverstein, Skillet, A Static Lullaby, Story of the Year, T- Pain, Taking Back Sunday, Tech N9ne, Three Six Mafia, Tim McGraw, Toby Keith, Trapt, The Used, Versus the Mirror, War of Ages, Wiz Khalifa, and so much more.







Here's to. . .
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.

Here's to. . .
the snipers, the playmakers
the grinders, the fighters
the power forwards, the blue chip d-men
the bottle fillers and the men in the pipes
the men on the bench
. . .and the boys in the box.

Here's to. . .
sniping ginos, chizzling apples
throwing sauce, undressing tendies
banging home rebounds
making big glove saves
. . . and burying OT winners.
dirty dangles, sick toe drags
backhand toe drags, spin-o-ramas
bar and ins, top cheese, One-Tees
snappers and clappers, big-time celly's,
poke-checks, pad-stacks, big hits
hip-checks, train tracks
and toe-to-toe tillies.

Here's to. . .
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 tears, the laughs
the team shakers. .
the beauties wheeling hot broads
. . .and the gongers wheeling swampers.

Here's to. . .
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 cup.
And. . .

Here's to anyone who knows what all this means. . .





i can minglewith the stars, throw a party on mars

The Hockey Story
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 face-offs, 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 mittens, 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. Because 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 or cookie jar or whatever she keeps up there, the rattling of the boards, the feel of the puck, and skates carving into the ice is a rhythm to live by, because it�s 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.B, JR.A, OHL, WHL, US COLLEGE, PRO, ANY LEAGUE, ANY PLACE�. It's never been for the fucking the money, it's not for the girls, and it's not for the fame. 'The Boys' play because we fucking love it ... If you are a hockey player and you are proud to be one, pass This shit on with pride mother fucker, and let everyone know the definition of a man.
Hockey is my life





You Lace Up The Skates,
Put On The Gloves,
Strap On The Helmet,
And Walk On The Ice,
And It Doesn't Matter That You Failed A Test,
Or Didn't Get The Girl,
But That Your World Is Perfect For The Next Couple Of Hours



"Behind the athlete you've become,the hours of practice,the coaches who pushed you, the teammates who believed in you,and the fans who cheered for you,is the boy who picked up a stick- who fell in love with the game,and never looked back."
I AM A HOCKEY PLAYER!


It's more than JUST a game, it's a lifestyle, a living style, a dream





Hockey is my life...
So deal with it. If im late for
one of our dates, you know where
i was, if i forgot something important,
i had to concintrate on the next game, so
if ur willing to put up with that...then
we'll be just fine




If beer hasnt touched your lips, if u havent packed a dip, or dropped the mitts, chances are your not a hockey player, and if you are your not a good one








ever seen an invisible chair before?