Re: UNH Wildcats 2016-17 Vol II -- We Do Have a Hockey Season Here!?!
MS: Hey boss - I was checking out the site this morning. Got something you might wanna see ...
DU: Did the spread for the game tonight tighten up, Mikey?
MS: No, no, not that, boss ... more important. Lookie here ...
DU: (squinting) ... hmmm ... hey, maybe da guy has a point. Get what's his name to check the tape.
MS: You mean Glenn?
DU: Yeah, yeah, Glenn. He's gotta do sometin' around heah sometimes to eahn his keep, y'know?
MS: (rolling eyes) Yeah, sure boss. Hey Glenn (shouting down the hall) ... take a look at this.
GS: (just entering the facility) OK sorry, a little late with the coffee and donuts. Long line ...
MS: No one cares, Glenn. Just bring Coach his Starbucks, and then we gotta check some video.
Glenn ambles down the corridor to Coach's office, drops off the boss' coffee and butternut donut, while Coach tips him and thanks him for his time, then turns off the light in his office for a little much-needed shuteye. The overlooked assistant wanders back down to meet with his colleague, who is already buried on the game tape from the previous evening's debacle ...
MS: No kidding ... wow ... the guy has a point. You seeing what I'm seeing, Stewie?
GS: Well, kinda. The defense is a mess, that's all I can say for sure, eh? Not like I've ever played the position.
MS: Me neither. Hey ... let's see what Buck thinks about this. You see if you can get him, and I'll tell Coach.
GS: Roger that. (sighs as he turns away) how come he can't get Buck, and I can't wake Coach up?
As the successor-in-waiting steps away to roust his legendary boss from his nap, Glenn tries to ring up the goalie coach for an emergency session with their now-wayward starting netminder. The season is now slipping away, and the need for a return to form is urgent. But getting ahold of the in-demand goalie coach is proving a little challenging. E-mails and texts have gone unanswered, so the next step ...
GS: (calling his cell, getting a message) "This is Buck. I'm not available to take your call right now, but if you leave ... "
Glenn reports back to his colleague-for-now/future boss sooner than you might expect, and reports on the quandary ...
GS: Mike, Buck isn't answering. I've left messages all over the place ...
MS: I'll get him. (under his breath) if you wanna do something right around here you gotta do it yourself
DU: (snapping out of another catnap) ... youze guys havin' trouble gettin' Dave on the line?
MS: Coach, Dave's not here anymore, remember? Budget cutting, we outsourced our goalie coaching?
DU: Oh yeah, yeah, fohgot about that. Frickin' Mahty and his *genius* budget bullcrap.
MS: Just got a message from Buck, guys. Seems like he's on the road for the Pens working with their minor league guys. Asked him to Skype us ASAP, says he can clear some time in an hour or so.
GS: Has he seen the video yet?
DU: What the F is being skiped??? Charlie never told me anything about that ...
MS: (finds comfy chair for his boss) Don't worry, Chief, we got you covered on this. 600 is in the bag.
DU: But I got my Sunday cahds game with the boys over at the country club soon ...
MS: Don't you worry - we got this, boss. Everything is gonna be fine. Glenn, get Danny down here pronto.
So the legendary coach, having finished up a tough morning of coffee, donuts, video and nappy-time, takes his leave. In the meantime, somewhere in the wilds of Pennsylvania on Interstate 80, an SUV pulls off the highway to download some urgent video from a client. He shakes his head, checks his watch, and dials up the needy client ...
MS: Hey Buck - thanks for getting back on this, man. You are the best.
MB: I know, hey I'm busy though, got maybe 5-10 minutes. You got everyone in place?
GS: (re-entering, dragging a young goalie into the room by his ear) Everyone present and accounted for.
MB: Danny and Adam?
MS: No Buck - just Danny. Adam can't make it. Something about studying ...
MB: Whatevah. No need for formalities. Danny - your mechanics are a mess. What's up?
DT: (annoyed) I was doing pretty well I thought, until this past weekend. Just had a bad one ...
MB: You kneeling in front of the goal, filling up the net like I taught you to?
DT: well ...
GS: (smacks the goalie upside his head) ANSWER THE MAN, DAMMIT!!
Suddenly, the Skype connection goes out, and the two coaches and their shell-shocked goalie are left very much alone. Minutes later, a text message arrives on Glenn's phone ...
MB: "Sorry but I'm on the road this week between Wilkes-Barre, Pittsburgh, Wheeling, and the Heinz Select 57's on assignment. Leave a message and I'll try to fit you into my uber-busy schedule. Ta-ta for now, and thank you for your continued generous support of GDS".
The coaches sigh. The goalie flinches. Coach pulls into his designated parking space at the country club.
Yup, everything is right with the world at UNH Men's Hockey. Another day in paradise ...
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DU: Did the spread for the game tonight tighten up, Mikey?
MS: No, no, not that, boss ... more important. Lookie here ...
DU: (squinting) ... hmmm ... hey, maybe da guy has a point. Get what's his name to check the tape.
MS: You mean Glenn?
DU: Yeah, yeah, Glenn. He's gotta do sometin' around heah sometimes to eahn his keep, y'know?
MS: (rolling eyes) Yeah, sure boss. Hey Glenn (shouting down the hall) ... take a look at this.
GS: (just entering the facility) OK sorry, a little late with the coffee and donuts. Long line ...
MS: No one cares, Glenn. Just bring Coach his Starbucks, and then we gotta check some video.
Glenn ambles down the corridor to Coach's office, drops off the boss' coffee and butternut donut, while Coach tips him and thanks him for his time, then turns off the light in his office for a little much-needed shuteye. The overlooked assistant wanders back down to meet with his colleague, who is already buried on the game tape from the previous evening's debacle ...
MS: No kidding ... wow ... the guy has a point. You seeing what I'm seeing, Stewie?
GS: Well, kinda. The defense is a mess, that's all I can say for sure, eh? Not like I've ever played the position.
MS: Me neither. Hey ... let's see what Buck thinks about this. You see if you can get him, and I'll tell Coach.
GS: Roger that. (sighs as he turns away) how come he can't get Buck, and I can't wake Coach up?
As the successor-in-waiting steps away to roust his legendary boss from his nap, Glenn tries to ring up the goalie coach for an emergency session with their now-wayward starting netminder. The season is now slipping away, and the need for a return to form is urgent. But getting ahold of the in-demand goalie coach is proving a little challenging. E-mails and texts have gone unanswered, so the next step ...
GS: (calling his cell, getting a message) "This is Buck. I'm not available to take your call right now, but if you leave ... "
Glenn reports back to his colleague-for-now/future boss sooner than you might expect, and reports on the quandary ...
GS: Mike, Buck isn't answering. I've left messages all over the place ...
MS: I'll get him. (under his breath) if you wanna do something right around here you gotta do it yourself
DU: (snapping out of another catnap) ... youze guys havin' trouble gettin' Dave on the line?
MS: Coach, Dave's not here anymore, remember? Budget cutting, we outsourced our goalie coaching?
DU: Oh yeah, yeah, fohgot about that. Frickin' Mahty and his *genius* budget bullcrap.
MS: Just got a message from Buck, guys. Seems like he's on the road for the Pens working with their minor league guys. Asked him to Skype us ASAP, says he can clear some time in an hour or so.
GS: Has he seen the video yet?
DU: What the F is being skiped??? Charlie never told me anything about that ...
MS: (finds comfy chair for his boss) Don't worry, Chief, we got you covered on this. 600 is in the bag.
DU: But I got my Sunday cahds game with the boys over at the country club soon ...
MS: Don't you worry - we got this, boss. Everything is gonna be fine. Glenn, get Danny down here pronto.
So the legendary coach, having finished up a tough morning of coffee, donuts, video and nappy-time, takes his leave. In the meantime, somewhere in the wilds of Pennsylvania on Interstate 80, an SUV pulls off the highway to download some urgent video from a client. He shakes his head, checks his watch, and dials up the needy client ...
MS: Hey Buck - thanks for getting back on this, man. You are the best.
MB: I know, hey I'm busy though, got maybe 5-10 minutes. You got everyone in place?
GS: (re-entering, dragging a young goalie into the room by his ear) Everyone present and accounted for.
MB: Danny and Adam?
MS: No Buck - just Danny. Adam can't make it. Something about studying ...
MB: Whatevah. No need for formalities. Danny - your mechanics are a mess. What's up?
DT: (annoyed) I was doing pretty well I thought, until this past weekend. Just had a bad one ...
MB: You kneeling in front of the goal, filling up the net like I taught you to?
DT: well ...
GS: (smacks the goalie upside his head) ANSWER THE MAN, DAMMIT!!
Suddenly, the Skype connection goes out, and the two coaches and their shell-shocked goalie are left very much alone. Minutes later, a text message arrives on Glenn's phone ...
MB: "Sorry but I'm on the road this week between Wilkes-Barre, Pittsburgh, Wheeling, and the Heinz Select 57's on assignment. Leave a message and I'll try to fit you into my uber-busy schedule. Ta-ta for now, and thank you for your continued generous support of GDS".
The coaches sigh. The goalie flinches. Coach pulls into his designated parking space at the country club.
Yup, everything is right with the world at UNH Men's Hockey. Another day in paradise ...
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