All entries for Monday 14 February 2005

RHAG II continued…

Follow-up to RHAG II from Tyler's smurf

Sunday morning:
I wake up to the sound of Ozzy- I stupidly left my alarm on, and it's way too early. Since that woke everyone up, they decided it would be fun to kick me out of my bed- again. It would have been funny were there not wet sections of the floor- I would like to blame John for that. The place looks like the inside of a bottle bank. Most of us just kinda laze around until Emily decides to make herself pretty. Refer to the Cinderella-esque picture, she was far too cheery. We finally get up and head over to Rootes for a well earned breakfast- which I personally found minging. Emily officially recieved a check-threat for being far too cheery. Rich was in the right mood. I'm guessing he had some fun next to all those machines in the server room…

Sunday mid-afternoon:
We pick up some kit for Rich and head over to the Desso. What a trip when we opened the changing room doors. Could only get better. Pete even makes an appearance before excusing himself from the game- ha ha, our brilliant tactic! Eventually everyone gets ready and we head out into the hall…

Sunday afternoon:
The game begins, and much fun was had by all. The old school style becomes apparent, and the current players appear to be a little offended with that particular idiom- but soon get used to it. Current team clearly dominates the scoring, and manage to win even without my controversial post-pings that may or may not have gone in. Session is rounded off with some penalty shots and group photos. Unfortunately Emily's check-threat will have to wait till next time…

Sunday late-afternoon:
After returning the kit to Westwood, we meet for drinks at Varsity and agree to have a meal at the Old Clarence in Earlsdon. Several members were lost along the way, or perhaps they decided to go home. I enjoyed a 12 oz mixed grill which was rather tasty, and worth the wait and efforts Matt (B) and others had to go through to order them. After a good couple hours of sitting around enjoying our company, we began to part ways, with me eventually ending up back at my place. Back to normal…

That was truely a great weekend. Maybe we should make it twice a year. I already miss you guys. Especially Emily's rally-girl outfit!

Peace out.

: 14 Feb 2005 16:25 |  Comments (0) |  Close comments |  Report a problem

RHAG II

The weekend of the 12/13th of February saw a nostalgic mix of old panthers return for the traditional festivities that are the Roller Hockey Alumni Games.

I must admit that it was the best weekend I've had in a long time- if only it had lasted longer… To fill those who didn't take part in all that went on, here's what I remember:

Saturday morning:
Hockey training- Tom and Dave turn up and play. Richy comes to watch. Alumni ersatz goalie Rob tests out westwood. The Tyler, Tom, Dave, James line performs magnificently- outplaying the opposition like the competitive dad from the fast show…

Saturday afternoon:
Back to mine for steamy showers (you know it!) and gameplanning. Road trip to the mystical sainsbury's/mcdonalds complex. John eventually meets us there, but declines the big tasty- a good decision if you ask me. Head off to tesco for a keg of WKD blue- at which point Tom realises he has a case of buds in his house. Rich helps him rescue it while the rest of the guys return to the command center…

Saturday evening:
Tom and Rich return with a case of buds and a crate of some safeway alcopops Rich bizarrely had in his car. We hold off for 45 minutes, then attack the keg. Eventually Emily, Ed, and Pat turn up (don't recall which order) and the bathtub is gradually made less full of bottles. After exhausting our supply we head over to the bar for refills and fussball…

Saturday night:
memory begins to get hazy here. We finally make it to the union for boogy nights (did anyone realise it was boogy nights?) and more drinks. James meets us there and inadvertently distracts Pat while 'nameless but not shameless' alumni members attempt to gain an unfair advantage for tomorrows game by spiking his drinks. Apparently it has no effect- try wild turkey next time guys. I hear i sit down and fall over a lot, and hit John a few times. Rich is reported to just have hit drinks for a change. Made it to the dancefloor for a while, although I don't actually recall dancing. Found an old housemate, and then the night was over (perhaps a memory loss?). We get outside and it's hailing something terrible, so i run home. I get tired and walk the rest of the way. Meet Rich 30 yards from my house, he's run flat out but took some really long way only he knows. I believe its morning when we return to my room…

: 14 Feb 2005 15:29 |  Comments (0) |  Close comments |  Report a problem