Friday, November 25, 2016

Thanksgiving game and after party 2016

Another year in the books, with the blue team winning 6-3 in a hard fought game with great goaltending and lots of action. Great to see everyone! Thanks to Bill Weber for the overall ability to play, John Andros for organizing it, and Ray Esposito for the turducken meal and Bill DeRosa for the fruit and cheese platter thing. As well, Tim Stevenson for bringing the corn hole game. 
Great to see everyone! Back to regular skating next week.
 On with the pics...















Friday, April 1, 2016


  While not technically TWAHT hockey, this is from a league game that many of the Thursday night guys play in. It's rare that Bill DeRosa will get into a fight or cause trouble, but here it is....



Friday, March 11, 2016

Some action from last night's game...enjoy!

Sunday, March 10, 2013

The Blog is Back!


It's Been a long time! The blog was abandoned for a while, but it's back to be added to sporadically or whenever there is a few minutes to waste. Some videos from our game 3/7/13.Taken with an iPhone so don't bitch about quality.




 


Friday, April 9, 2010

The BBQ season kicks off

It's been a long while since the TWAHT'rs all crapped in unison on a Friday morning. And a few months of playing hockey with no after-game vittles has left many of us looking a tad anorexic. So before we faded into nothingness, a nice healthy and hearty meal was in order. I mean, whats the point of burning off 2000 calories if the result is a nice trim body? Something HAD to be done. And it was.

Our friend, and yet our enemy...the Grill. I think this is grill number 6? 7?

The usual cast of miscreants and misfits began gathering shortly after dark's supposed victory.





Pete, Bill and Geoff are impressed with TJ's disappearing hand trick

Linus becomes psychotic if waiting for more than 3 minutes to be served. John looks a little uncomfortable standing next to him and Rob begins turning raw meat into something we just cant say no to.

Linus snaps from the pressure.

"My BFF" Mike and Fred chum up.

Blury group shot...and at least Geoff is scratching up.

Geoff and Joe "smile" for the camera while Scot desperately tries and fails to present "the shocker"

Waiting for more food!

Vesa (Carl), Scot, Fred and Bill M. would not leave me alone until I took a good picture of them together.

Mike does his best impression of Sloth..."baby ruth" as Matt tries to ignore the continual Goonies references.

The Grill is the hardest worker in TWAHT hockey

John, Linus and Bill are STILL closest to the grill

Rob came back for a cameo appearance, and was the catalyst for the BBQ. Pete is wondering what the hell he is still doing here.

Men of TWAHT hockey

I think this is when Linda came out to do her striptease.

Ahhhhh...chipotle ribs being cut...

...by our in-house meat packer. Just look at that smile as he plays with his meat.

Bill and Geoff discuss meat packing

WTF are you all looking at? Vesa seems occupied and just wants that mellish!

I just KNOW Scot and Linus are laughing at the Schaefer in Bill's hands

Smoke rises: Always a good sign to get near the grill for the next serving!

I take over the grilling duties and subsequently drop 2 hot dogs, destroy a burger, burn 2 ribs and eat twice as much as I would have had I been further away.

I wish I concentrated this much on the ice.


If you look real close to the right of the screen, you can see Bill P slipping into ecstasy while others get THEIR fill too.

Scot practicing to be more ornery than Pete

RIBS!!!!

More ribs...much better looking than all of you

Vesa and Bill start the drinking contest

Mike challenges John F to a rumble



A great night for being a TWAHT.

Friday, September 11, 2009

PInk.....white or dark???

it has been a long 10 months...who wants to shower first?

Tuesday, August 4, 2009

The Entrance




As we walk from the parking lot towards the rink
There is an entrance that makes us all think
Our evening of fun begins through the door
Where tripping and hacking is what we adore

After hours of pretending that we are all pros
Our lack of stick skills is what's really exposed
We change in the lockers, head through that same door
Out to the night where we argue the score

You block us from rain, the wind and the snow
Weaving stories worthy of Henry David Thoreau
Ingesting copious amounts of hop flavored brews
Each one of us taking our turn to amuse

How many nights have we hung out in front?
Probably too much to be perfectly blunt
The chairs are all comfy the people all fun
By now we've forgotten had dark or white won