It's all fun and games, till someone loses an eye.
I somehow escaped being sick. Don't ask me how but I think the Tylenol Flu I took at the first sign yesterday kicked ass!
Anyhow, I was well enough to go to my son's hockey game today and lets just say he gets his temper honest.
There are a sequence of events that I should show you.
First�...this is the penalty. I know its small but I was far away and if you watch number 15 closely, you will see him get a bead on a kid that had given him trouble earlier.
Now he is in the penalty box. What you didn�t see was him flipping out over the refs call. He threw his stick down and did a little �fuck you� dance.
And after it�s all over? The ref has a little chat with him.
Ok, he has some rage issues. That�s why he isn�t playing chess.