Thursday night, after 10pm. Beauty. Gotta have beers in the parking lot after the game. Homeless guy will ask if we have anything to spare so he can "get into the shelter." Riiight. The post-game beer means getting home around 1. Which makes for a tired friday at work. Could be worse, could be a Tuesday night, with the rest of the week to struggle through. Oh right -- that's next week.
One guy's out with the flu, so we've got 11 skaters. That's about right: 2 forward lines, 5 D. If everyone shows. If one more guy catches the flu, a late night at work, or a hot date, we'll still have 10, which is fine; actually perfect by our standards: 2 lines of forwards and D. Of course somebody will be running late (how you run late to at 10 o'clock game is sometimes a mystery to me), so we'll wonder how many guys we really have. But we're not short, and some's bringing beer, so our bases are covered.
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