Hockey… Saturday?

Yeah, we suck. We lost again, this time 4-1. Before the game my Dad yells out my name. I turn around and he points to a big guy in hockey gear. The guy shakes my hand and says something to the lines of, ”Hey, sup. It’s me Neil Beckett. Guess I’ll be playing against you today.” And we went our separate ways. I just have to mention that this guy used to live two doors down from me from since I could remember. He left a long time ago, but his Mom still lives there.

So, during the warm-ups, I might add if it isn’t so OBVIOUS, are BEFORE the game, I managed to break not one but TWO of my sticks. One of the breaks was on the blade and one was on the shaft. I was so pissed at my sticks, but what good does it do to be mad at inanimate objects? The sad thing was that my brother had just returned a stick in the ”pro shop” at the same place I was playing just before I had broken mine. What’s interesting is both breaks were on slap shots, in which I might add; I’m getting a little better at. I wonder if breaking sticks is a good sign or a bad sign. I had to use my Dad’s cousin’s stick for the game, which was a lot stiffer than I was used to, I couldn’t bend it as much as I would have liked to. Plus I was afraid I’d break his too, LOL. When I got home I just stuck the two good pieces together, like-new!

For some reason I lost wind easier than last game but not as bad as an average. I mean I ran a lot on Wednesday so I supposed that didn’t hurt, but I think I should have ran again either on Thursday or yesterday. I won’t have a game until next year (1/5/2003) so I better run a lot on my break. Plus, in addition to the holiday food I’ll be scarfing down, I had BETTER run!

In the first period, after a whistle, I somehow lost my edge cutting to my right and proceeded to slide sideways toward the net. I must have taken out 2 to 4 guys, both the other team and mine; I’m not sure whom. What’s a little funnier is during the game I managed to land on Neil’s stick breaking it in two. Not meaning to mind you, but I have a habit of falling at just the right (wrong) times.

I only had two shots on goal this game, and one being a HUGE scoring chance with a short and quick breakaway, shot on net with my back hand and just missed the post by 2 inches. Pooh…

After the game, Neil came to my bench with another guy and said to me, ”Hey, Adam, you remember Simon?” I was like fo-SHo! How could I not remember him? This guy was in my year in High School and also Neil’s younger brother, I’ve known this guy since like elementary school. Small fricken world. For those that remember him, I hear Simon got married recently.

On the way home we were listening to the radio (98.5 ’cause earlier the Sharks game was on, Tie 3-3) and I swear 4 songs in a row was by Queen. From the time I got in the car to the step out of the car was Queen. What’s sad is it totally reminded me of the Mighty Ducks. The songs in order were Bohemian Rhapsody, We Will Rock You, We Are The Champions, and Under Pressure. It kinda was depressing, ’cause we didn’t rock anyone, and we are the furthest things from champions. Kinda depressing in a way.

Hockey Sunday

Man, I don’t even want to talk about it. We suck. We lost again. We were up 3-0 at the end of the first period. Then lost the game 3-6. How the F’K you manage to do that!???? The last period ended up a penalty fest. Two people almost get into a fight (our league there’s no fighting, and the refs break it up before it happens), they both get a penalty. Someone hits someone on our team, gets a penalty. Someone on our team retaliates, gets a penalty. Someone retaliates and cheap-shot checks me from behind, I get REAL pissed. People who know me well know I have the shortest fuse and a mean temper. (yeah people like me and hockey don’t belong together) I was THIS close to taking my stick and slashing his neck, but instead of getting kicked out of the league, I wanted to retaliate too. So I checked him from behind too. I didn’t get a penalty, but he got kicked out for “intent to harm” and/or “unsportsmanlike conduct”. Something like that, I wasn’t paying attention to the refs, they sucked all night. I was busy taunting the other team’s bench to take it to the streets without their padding to protect them. Yeah, not fun. On top of that, I didn’t score any points and managed to keep my +/- at only -2. People say I can’t blame the game on the refs. F that, refs are a BIG part of how people play the game, if we’re getting beat out there and they do nothing, it really does hurt moral. Losing SUCKS. At least we’re not in last place. There’s actually a team who sucks MORE! YAY, go my team!

Phillip Hockey [Pics]

I knew I forgot something when I posted the write-up of my Thanksgiving weekend. I tried to take some pics of Phillip’s hockey game. Unfortunetly, it was too fast pace that I couldn’t follow the game and take pictures at the same time. So, here’s the ONLY pic I managed to get clear.

Ahahaahhaahahaa, yeah, Phillip’s in that picture. Look again.

I’m a nice brother.

Thus Ends Another Hopeful Stab At Another Job…

December 9, 2002



Dear Adam,

Thank you for applying for the position of Web Developer for Americas Benefits, requisition # 812922. We had many inquiries regarding this opening. After careful consideration of your application, we regret to inform you that we will be pursuing other candidates for this opening.

Translation: ”Your resume was a joke, why did you even bother?”

We will retain your information in our candidate database for one year for the purpose of matching your job skills and interests to future job openings. You have the option of having your information automatically reviewed against the required skills for future job openings as they occur.

Translation: As soon as we received your resume it was in the trash bin. Unfortunetly, it left your email address in our address book, so to humor you we sent you this email.

Thank you for your application. We wish you all the best in your career search.

Translation: ”We hope you never apply with us again, let alone get a job with us, and hope you die a terrible death.”

Sincerely,
Hewlett-Packard Company

I wasn’t really holding my breath for this, but it would have been nice to at least get the second interview. Even if it were to just humor me. I didn’t tell many people about this, in fear of jinxing myself. Guess it doesn’t matter… I’m never going to get another good job, am I? JOY! Happy Birthday 2 me! Excuse me while I go kill myself.

Hockey Sunday

Yay! We won a game! We were up 0-3 until the last period when we got real lazy and let them score a couple. At the end we came up 2-3. Oh, me? I didn’t do anything. I was 3rd line and a left winger. I had a few scoring chances one went wide the other 2 all I got was blockers. I felt real useless. Yeah, so it really sucked for me because I don’t feel I was played much ’cause I know I skated hard, but didn’t feel tired. I suppose it was because we actually had full 3 forward lines tonight, as opposed to the 1 and 2/3 lines we used to. Oh well, congrats us. Maybe next time moO will come and cheer me on and maybe I’ll score one…

“I need NOS”

AHAAhahAhAaAHaHaahaaAhAhaaHAHHHaaa eBay SUCKS! They really need to weed out stupid people, and here’s one way. Now if we could just get rid of the sellers of said stupid products too. Sounds much like the ”Electric Turbo!” Finally, someone has responded and tried to inform the public of these scams.