A rite of spring that feels wrong. Annoying, yet unavoidable. Pay no attention, and they still affect effect. For anyone who suffers from recurrent irritants (allergies, etc), relief may be found in saying au revoir...to this game on our sched.In the late game on Saturday, Sludge was present but minus a certain je ne sais quoi.
This collision with a familair foe flashpointed on POINT #1 resulting in a cuss-out instead of a rule call-out. Going in, we knew this was not gonna be a family game. Truly a tradeoff on such a beautious day.
Sludge was in mid-season form with smooth transitions between defense to offense, respecting cutting space which scored big rewards against a noticeably slowed DLuvs. David hammered in a point, Matthew struck with something called a backhand & Charlie magically threw a disc thru a defender's arm.
Sludge was content +1 @ half. Rob's body was evidently so happy about the score, it cried all over his newish Tshirt.
Our opponents inconceivably made a run grabbing a comfortable 8-12 lead. Then, brown turned up the heat closing the gap to 1 point (12-13) -- a comeback KLuck would have been proud of. All for naught, as Sludge lost 13-to-15.
Game honors in honor of Caps hockey, o'yah:
1 Star ==> Sue for her sideline support.
2 Stars ==> Christy playing super savage.
3 Stars ==> MJ making necessary cuts and D-ing.
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