Dan had last weekend circled on his calander since September-Gopher/Bulldog hockey weekend. As a groomsmen gift, he gave each guy a ticket to this series almost three years ago(plus a bottle of Crown Royal...bad mix from the get go!) His rational being, a weekend of hockey and partying together is more memorable that a beer mug or engraved flask, and it certainly has proven to be. This year 14 guys(plus my little sister!), mostly from the cities, made the trip up for a Saturday night out on the town and what turned out to be a crappy hockey game. One goal judge wanna-be, too many shots, bar brawls and last calls are just a few memories fresh in my mind from this year's extravaganza. In continuing the tradition, newborn or not, all the guys crashed downstairs here at the duplex after Sober Cab Dan brought them home(2 a.m.ish for most).
Athough I stayed home that night with Liam, I am still struggling to catch up on sleep and I'm sure most of them are too! See you next year boys!!
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