Not all 47's are created equal, but solid tin is always hea than solid silver. The most memorable moments were seeing my old UW-Badger friend Andrew Shier and getting a beautiful pin from the Rideau St. Lawrence team that didn't get intercepted by Thomas Kane or Mr. Hurlbutt. The high lights of the tournament were seeing a photo-copied image of Steve Basting on the wall in pain sight and near a photo of an actual felon that is still waiting for deputies to arrest him for obstructing their lazy, corrupt department in Sean Duffy's congressional district. Steve Basting was never my captain; Captain Kangaroo,Captain Krivokrasov, Captain Jaromir Jagr and Captain Skaradzinski made better decisions than some of Steve Basting's decisions.
The good news is that young people gathered to learn defense, offense and social skills under the eyesight of people known as 'referees' and a few brave actual amateur youth hockey supporters. As usual, there were plenty of partial parents and only a few local impartial observers such as me so not all objections to referee calls were sustained.
In the Bantam AA division, I concluded that #10 on the Mt. Lebanon Hornets had the best natural instincts at self-defense and was above average in hockey aptitude tests. Without a doubt, #49 on the Mt. Lebanon Hornets reminded my of ,my son when he skated as a PeeWee and as a result, I had to wipe the tears away from my eyes since there was no real God in sight to do that yet. I usually get teared up and gripped with sorrows when I am reminded of how my son used to love and care about me when he had to rely upon me to provide for his safety, medical care and food supply, knowing how he and his 'father of choice' have subsequently belittled those efforts I poured into them when he were part of my household.
If a guilt trip means you should return to your first love and confess your guilt to him or her, I suppose more people should prepare to go on a healthy guilt trip rather than go on a sinful trip to a Wittenberg casino, a nasty high school musical, or a risky anti-holy trip to the department of unrighteous business works in Las Vegas, Gillette Stadium or despicable islands such as Martinique.
( Another completely different version of events that happened was posted on a laptop more reliable than the HP I recently decided to purchase to be able to obtain information I could not longer obtain on my older computer due to government computer monopoly games more treacherous than a metal dog from Parker Brothers in the mouth of a non-wooden pig.)
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