The Jets 500
Well, I finally got burned tonight. I realize that I haven't been the most prompt with these updates lately (and believe me, it's not because I've been skipping games,) but I always had a backup plan. The Jets website has nice synopses of the games for me to refresh my memory on and I planned to go that route again tonight.
Unfortunately, PointStreak appears to be down this evening.
After polishing off the IceDogs in a rather boring game the night before, I trudged back to the Coliseum solo to see what, if anything, might transpire on this evening.
The Jets were still in the midst of their "Let's allow only one goal because that seems like it might win us hockey games" kick at this time. Like past nights, it proved advantageous for the team as they pulled out the 4-1 W. I'm not going to pretend like I remember any of the scoring, because I don't, but if I had to guess I'm sure any combination of Dickhudt, Prewitt, Moreland, and Myhro was involved. And if you tell me they weren't, then I'm going to have to reel YOU back into reality.
The other great moment in this game was the Jets 500 between the first and second periods. For those not in the know, this is a sled race between two fans and one fan and Ace. This night's sled race was awesome because the Jets staff did an exemplary job of picking three drunk friends who knew each other. The race ended up taking forever because the inebriated contestants were cheating so viciously, but it was incredibly entertaining to watch. I'd recommend that future iterations of this contest feature only A) People in line at the Beer Garden or B) Me. And often times, I fall into both categories. The Jets 500 contestants pushed the Spirit Meter one level higher:
And gave us all something to cheer about between periods besides the continuous miracle that is the Zamboni resurfacer. Very exciting game. Very nice win. I remember about 25% of it. But my ticket stub and ambiguous memories are undeniable proof that I was there supporting the NAHL West Division Champions.