Today was the last day of City Hockey for my boys (Mason & Micah) and the parents were scheduled to play against the kids. That was exciting. It was Mason's 9th birthday - that made it even more exciting. The only down side was I was on the run before the ice time (I was doing a guest lecture at Chinook College and then had additional pick ups after school) and I forgot to pack a jersey. or hoodie, or anything remotely athletic. It was going to be the "dress shirt and Helmet look" for me - incidentally collared shirts were one of the options for the NHL to go to this year but they decided to go with the RBK Edge models in a hotly contested decision.

In what turned out to be a really (really really) bad decision I grabbed a jersey out of the Lost & Found at the rink. Surprisingly the cast away shirt that had been marinading in the bin of long forgotten shirts, jerseys, water bottles and miscellaneous equipment was more than a little stinky. I should have realized it was bad when I heard one of the jock straps release a sigh of relief as I took the jersey out. I am sure that it had been used to scrub down the washrooms at the rink the last time dysentry had swept through a visiting team...wow it stunk and it was a size too small to boot.

The end result was that the kids won 14-3 and I think I've got a rash developing where the shirt came in contact with bare skin.

Next time I'm going with the dress shirt!

Ehkosit,
Migwec