At the risk of turning this into a hockey blog, let me describe for you what happened last night at the memorial centre. Our team, the Petes, went up 1-0 early in the game, and were playing well, looking strong, but then gave up two goals near the end of the first period, to be down a goal. We gave up two more in the second, and entered the third trailing 4-1, skating slow, with our heads down. Then, with 10 minutes to go, we finally scored our second. The announcer wasn't even finished announcing the goal scorer when we scored again, igniting the crowd. Suddenly everyone in the building believed we could pull it off, most importantly the players. They were a whole new team; they looked like they were skating on fresh legs, not third period legs, and the opponents, Barrie, looked disorganized, tired, and worried. With a minute to go in the game, still trailing 4-3, we tied it up. The arena was going nuts! I lost my voice. Heading into OT, we were moving with a tonne of momentum, and the winning goal only took a minute or so. What an incredible comeback. It was certainly worth the price of admission.
In other hockey news, the Habs are up 2-0 in their series! They're looking like a playoff team. Huge.
In golf news, I heard Darcy Tucker beat Tie Domi by two shots on the weekend.