Got in a huge melee tonight.
A guy came in and chopped at our goalie, and was immediately greeted with three sitcks to the face, in a sort of cross check motion. Our goalie came out swinging big time, and everybody paired off.
I paired off with a aguy just inide my crease. We had a hold of each other's sleeves and I was about to unload on the guy, then I realized there was a player on top my goalie slugging away at him.
So I come to his aid, and pile on top of the guy, trying to rip him off to no avail. So my backup plan was to just unload on him, so I started swiging away, only to have my originial partner come find me, rip my visor off as he was on my ack, and he unloaded a haymaker that caught me just above my eye.
So without even thinking, I swung my elbow around, knoced the guy to his ass, picked him back up, and I got both of his sleeves tied up in my left hand, and then I just unloaded three or four straight rights to his cheek and eye. The guy dove to the ice, and hid for cover... with ym adrenbaline still rushing, I continued to pummel him until the refs dove in.
The thing that got me the most, was when this guy was wildlyswinging at me from behind, he was talking shiit on top of that, but when I turned around, he magically shut his yap.
Three of us got misconducts and tossed from the game, we were up 5-1, so no worries, we just broke into the cooler 5 or so minutes early, and had some beers to cool off.
My adrenaline is still fukking rushing. I may be sporting a black eye for the nex week or so, that cocksucker
"We're all fu*ked up, it's worth remembering that."
- RIP George Carlin