I was pretty average to be honest.  36 shots for 4 goals.  I’ll also be honest and say the 36 shots seemed a bit generous as far as stats.  If you haven’t gathered though, I’m not too fussed on what others think of me in net.  Only care about what my team thinks.  Stampede are a quality team and can win on any given day.  They’ve been that way since year 1.  I just try and do my job and not be the reason my team loses.  In a lot of games, my job has been to watch the game from the bench.  I’m not embarrassed about that.  I watched Zonka play a lot of games for Stampede.  I watched a lot in a shirt and tie.  I watched Jeff Mansfield start most games last year because he’s a better goalie than me.  He’s played NCAA Div 1 and has been scouted by NHL scouts in the past.  Me, I played highschool hockey in Canada in the mid 90’s.  I’m not embarrassed of that either.  I play when the coach wants me to play.  What’s the big deal?

I’m always replying so I can only blame myself!

[b:q3qyz5kw]A rumour I heard about Vince:[/b:q3qyz5kw]

Vince was walking down Manchester street in Christhchurch at 2am in the morning when he heard a woman screaming and detected a faint smell of burning in the air. He ran around the corner to Salsbury street where a huge group of people were standing watching a blazing building. On the second floor of the building a woman, clutching a bundle to her chest, leaned out of a window screaming for someone to save her baby.

Vince stepped forward and called up to the woman, “Throw down your baby and I’ll catch it!”

“No! No!” the woman shouted back. “You might miss or drop my baby and she’ll be killed!”

“No I won’t!” shouted Vince. “I am Vince Mitalas. I was the Goalkeeper for the Dunedin Thunder! I played in goal for them when they beat mighty Canterbury Red Devils.

“What? The Thunder beat the Red Devils? I must have missed that game!” calls the woman.

“Yes!” shouted back Vince. “Every player in the country seems to think I suck, but the stats say otherwise!

And with that he put on his spare goalie equipment in lighting quick time (he carries a spare set on him at all times for emergencies like this) and adopted the classic goalkeepers stance – legs apart and slightly bent at the knees, body slightly bent forward at the waist and with his arms stretched downwards at a slight angle away from his body, with palms facing forward.

“OK!” screamed the woman. “I’ll trust you. I’ve no choice! Here she comes!”

So, with the flames roaring all around her, the woman threw the baby from the window. However, the edge of the baby’s shawl caught on the woman’s watch with the result that the child goes spun off to one side, tumbling head over heels and with her little arms and legs flailing.

The woman screamed and the crowd gasped, all sure that the baby would perish because she would fall out of reach of Vince.

Vince remained motionless as the child descended, spinning and tumbling further and further away from him as she came. Then when the baby was only metres from hitting the ground, Vince heroically threw his left leg out and caught the baby with a perfect butterfly squat.

Vince sat their motionless. Then, slowly, he raised himself up after picking the baby up with his hand and turned to face the crowd and everyone saw that the child was alive.

The crowd was awe-struck. Then the crowd erupted with cheers and the woman, still in danger herself, nearly fainted with relief. Vince, still clutching the child in his catcher, waved to the crowd of onlookers with his blocker to acknowledge their appreciation.

Then, slowly and gracefully, Vince turned away from them, dropped the baby on the ground and proceeded to wrist shot it 30 metres down the road …

[size=1:q3qyz5kw]If you hadn’t guessed it, that is an edited version of another story, but I’m sure Vince has been in this situation before too.[/size:q3qyz5kw]

I used to live on manchester/peterborough.  I have a tranny friend who works the corner……ummmmm…….I was getting milk from the dairy.  Yeah that’s it.

Oh I see. “Friend” huh?

whateva you jokesta’s arnt you lot silly