Weekend 5 - Lake Worth, FL

Weekend 5 started out aight. Falce and I carpooled since we had made hotel accomodations due to the 11:15pm/8am games. It was downright impossible to find a hotel online in the West Palm Beach area, so we got the only hotel we could get about 8 miles away. When we got to the "Palm Beach Skate Zone", we found out that Embry-Riddle didn't bother showing up. There's a certain responsibility that comes with being the #42 DII team in the country. Show up so teams like us can beat the worthlessness out of you. So it's due to this that we didn't get to play Sunday morning, but the hotel was still great. And HEY! Eckerd got their first win. I can't think of a more deserving group of kid(rock)s.

Looking at the Eckerd Club Sports website, Kid Rock is actually listed as the official "Student Contact". In other words, he's Eckerd's Flader.

Eckerd was our first opponent, and for the first time, I actually felt for them. They were playing iron-man, no reserves hockey. Last time I did that it was in Tampa with Flader, Jared, Sizzle, and Munter. When I got back, I felt like I wanted to stab the rest of my teammates. Hartman started the scoring with two goals (had 4 in the game). I'm guessing Longnecker was wearing #12, because Nemo got 2 goals before he showed up, and Braunstein notched a 2nd period goal while he was in New York. The talent on this team has reached unfathomable proportions.

I notched the 16th Miami goal off a one timer feed by G-Lew. Both feet were off the ground. George's pass was so brilliant I'm sure he studied all Friday night in his room listening to 80s party music popping cheese tots. But enough about George, lets fast forward to the end of the game - Falce gets a high stick, and we have a faceoff at 0ur own end with about 8 seconds left in the game. Ref drops the puck, falce and I break out of the gate going as fast as we can. I give a backhanded pass to falce back door and he scores at the buzzer. I raise my hands, Longnecker yells out a YEAAAHHHHH grunt, and we all feel real ashamed of ourselves. Miami wins 17-1.

Our next game was our most important, against Florida Atlantic. The final score of 10-8 is deceiving, because we were winning by a comfortable margin all game long. John Mayer decided to take a break from his national tour, as he got his wheel on, notching a goal and 3 penalties. Stupid ones, too. Slashing, hooking, and interference. Stick to wooing abercrombies, John, you're a disgrace to roller. My goal in this one was a simple one. Receiving a pass from Chili and firing it 5 hole. This goalie was the slowest motherfucker in the northern hemisphere, so if you shot anywhere quickly you were celebrating. Longnecker, using the alias of Matt Salzberg, found the twine 4 times in this game. Search parties are still looking for the remains of Salzberg. We survived a late rally by FAU and won. Nice.

Lunch was at Chilis (woo!) with Chili, Whit, Dina, Falce, Ruble, Eva, and Eva's friend Laura. Eva, Will, and Laura wanted to stay with us but didn't wanna pay, so they went on a crusade to find a cheaper room right next to the rink. When that failed miserably, they came back, settled in, still didn't wanna pay, words were exchanged, shit happened. Holy shit lets get to the rink for the USF game!

The final game (held at the astonishing time of 11:15PM) was against USF. I setup a camera so Whitney and Dina could tape the action for a segment I was doing for UMTV's SportsDesk. Just like last time, we drew first blood, with Chili notching a power play goal. From the moment the game started, I could tell USF didn't look as good (or as big) as they normally did. This was a beatable team. Ranked #3 in the nation at the time, USF never trailed after they got a power play goal of their own, but we played them hard for it. They used two goalies in the game (backups, I presume). Some downright impressive plays were implemented in this game, and I am proud of our team's showing. Falce slid it to Longnecker for a one timer power play goal in the 3rd, and the last Miami goal came on a great rush started by Sizzle (uncredited for the 2nd assist), who passed it to Perfect Circle, who put it across for me. I blazed a shot over the goaltender's shoulder that he's still looking for. This goal was caught on tape (good job, gals) as was will's goal in the 1st.

The segment will be online eventually and I will post the link here on the blog when I find it.

Official Standings as of 2/22/05

I will provide the Weekend 5 update as soon as SCRHA posts the games. Don't hold thy breath.

Flader gave me the lowdown straight outta Ed Luther's fingertips:

TEAMS/POINTS/REMAINING GAMES

#20 Miami/23/0

Georgia Tech/17/4

Emory/13/4

Georgia State/11/4

Embry(Forfeit)-Riddle(-d)/9/0

North Florida/3/4

Eckerd/2/4

If all this holds up, we'd be the #1 seeded team in DII and wouldn't have to play Friday because of a first round bye. After that, we would play the lowest seeded team that won Friday.

BREAKING NEWS

CORAL GABLES, FL - Sources close to George Kenneth Lewis report seeing G-Lew entering Stanford Residential College on the Main Campus at the University of Miami.

The engineering nerd was approached by the anonymous source and was asked of the reason why he was in what is understood to be a Freshman dormatory. Armed with what has been described as "The George grin-look to the third power," a super-happy Lewis uttered, "I'm meeting someone!"

We here at the Roller Blog will try to keep you updated regarding this developing story.




In other news:

UMjake5: we franchised falce yesterday just in case he tries to go back to penn state

Weekend 5 Preview & Other ish

Before I begin to explain how crucial this weekend is, understand that now you, YES YOU, can be in on this blog action...below each post, there should be a comment link where you now supposedly don't need a blogger account to use. Just click and respond to any entry.

Weekend 5 in Lake Worth is going to be huge. The schedule kept changing this past week, at first it said something like Eckerd, FIU, USF, Embry Riddle with 2 games each day, then they flopped 3 on saturday and one on sunday, going in the arrangement of Eckerd, Eckerd, USF, Riddle which I beat off to it was so gorgeous. But finally the SCRHA decided they'd settle with the following: Eckerd, Florida Atlantic, USF, Riddle.

Eckerd and Riddle should be rolled on accordingly, playing USF is always fun, but the key to this weekend is that FAU game. They're ranked 19th in the nation in D1 play, which shouldn't be overlooked. Another thing that's hard to overlook is the fact that they have a guy named Gavin who has almost twice as many points as Falce. Their entire team can put it in the net as well. Here's the catch: they've played below average teams.

FAU opponents:
North Florida (twice)
Eckerd
Embry Riddle
Emory
GA Tech
GA State
2 Forfeit Victories (Florida's A and B teams)
Miami Dade (D3!) (looked like a forfeit as well, anyway)

Looking at this list, one may point out that Miami faces off against some of these teams as well. Point taken. We must remember that we are D2 and they are D1, and it seems that we played more D1 teams this year than they did. Upon a count, we played 7 D1 games to their 6. Hey, I'd take another D2 team this weekend instead of USF! Fuck USF and their ogre of a goaltender.

The Valentine's Day Weekend Memorial Beer Pong Invitational

For all those unaware of the cataclysmic events that happened at Floater's house Saturday night, the story goes like this:

Cats in attendance:
Chili
Floater
Lucy Franco
Falce
Dina
Whit
Levine
Jorge
Eva
Hartman
"The guy on the couch" that lives with Jorge and Floater

What started out as an innocent gathering turned interesting when an already drunk Chili Dog decides he wants to fight/wrestle people. Nobody really cared, except Whitney informs me that Will has been incessantly clapping throughout the night. Whit's had a few brain surgeries so I told him to cut it the fuck out but Will claps again a few moments later. I took the empty Icehouse carton and threw it at Chili's head. The thing glances off the corner of his head and actually hit more of Jorge's counter, but this was all Will needed as his fuse had been lit.

This is quickly becoming the Chili Blog.

Chili turns the corner in a shitty, tit-fucking rage as he starts shoving me. I take my time for the shock to subside and to let the laughs out, then performed a hip toss and slamed will on the couch and got on top of him. Sources close to Will's balls report that they suffered moderate damage - possibly mild damage with a heavy dose of complaining.

The next "wrestling" match pins G-Lew against Dog a-la-Chili. This picture tells the story of this one...

G-Lew fresh out of the Hobo Dojo, performing the dreaded "illegal" headlock.

Will hadn't had enough after this bout. He was quick to let us know that his neck was ailing him coming out of this headlock, then proceeded to go a couple of rounds with Franco. If my memory serves me correct, the matches were just about a draw with slight advantages to the Perfect Circle himself, because Chili Dog couldn't contain the beast.

The night's climax came right after Alex and Eva came back from getting more brrrrrrrrs. Alex was pissed cause we stopped playing beer pong for a bit to chill out. He was hootin and hollering at all of us to play a few rounds, but nobody was having it. Then, the substance kicked in. Hartman grabs a cup containing beer foam (questionable) and hurls it in the direction of Falce, Dina, Eva, and Will, respectively. The cup hits Falce's pant leg, and the contents land on the gals. Before anyone could process what had just happened, Chili dog was already on his feet trying to get to Alex as fast as he could without jumping the glass table. I had no idea what was going on until I got a lapful of Chili as he turned our corner of the table. Recovering from his initial spill, Bill approaches and shoves a baffled Alex. True to form, Hartman shies away from physical confrontation, and jumpstarts the drunken apologies to the estrogen in the room. Surprisingly, Will starts to chill out a little bit, but the damage had been done as Hartman stormed out of the casa and into the night. Eva tried in vain to do her part in keeping another drunk driver off of South Miami's streets. However I'm confident that Hartman's performance behind the wheel that night was superior to even the most sober Miami driver.

Overall, I'd view the invitational as a blast. But next time, more pictures...and more video.

The Man Leading the SCRHA in Attempted Theft (2) and "How do you like my bird now" Goals (1).

The Man Leading the SCRHA in Points