Ok so here we go
Every year this time of year, with people coming back home from school and work and all, I get ice for all the beauties I've played with over the years. I call it our team reunion game and everyone gets pumped to come out and play some puck. This is the 4th time I've organized it. Full equipment because you can't roll any other way. Let's get real about this. We all played single A together, but many of the guys played AA or AAA at some point. It's interesting as you get older, because when we were 17 years old, clearly some guys had played AAA before, and some guys were just peaking after years of select. You could notice the difference. But now, everyone is pretty close to the same level. We'd probably be an A team in your ABCD division men's league and hopefully we can get that going once more people are back in TO permanently settled down.
Here we are, I'm the goalie in the red but I look a bit ******ed here.
So anyways, after the game most of us head over to DUFF's for famous wings. Surely the Toronto boys and Buffalo boys in here know about Duff's. It's right in our hood and we'd go all the time after games playing in the GTHL, so we always go after the reunion game.
Now here's where the TR really begins. So after Duff's, 5 of us are chilling at a buddy's place trying to get organized for the night. One of the guys is texting some lady who lives a bit north of the city, who had the house to herself and had a few girls over. Sounds good eh? But we had 5 guys, and they had 3 girls. So we were trying to convince them to get more women to come over, but they were saying some **** about some party nearby where all the other girls they know are, but they don't want to attend because their ex-boyfriends are there, bla bla bla. Eventually that 3 girls drops down to just 2, and we're still the 5 there. Some of the boys are kind of sketching because I mean, it's a bit of a mission north, nothing is guaranteed, it could flop. Whatever. Two of the buddies decide to go do their own thing, so now we have 3 guys and after like 2 hours of this **** we finally decide to head out.
A quick 25 minute blast up the 404 in my '99 Cadillac STS and we're there. Both chicks are hot. Legit. Now the one buddy was obviously texting the one lady, the brunette, so those two are set, but me and my other buddy are in competition for the other girl, a little blondie. This buddy has been getting laid since he was like 14 and has banged probably close to 100 women, but he's kinda been going downhill lately. We've played hockey together since we were 5 years old, had many childhood sleepovers and cottage visits, so we're boys forever. I guess all guys who play hockey on the same team are boys forever, but even more so with him.
Anyways, there's no point describing the series of events but I totally outwheeled him, she thought he was creepy, she was into me, bingo bango. So we're all kinda chilling in a dark bedroom, things start happening, the other pair go off to the bathroom (it was a sick bathroom with like a ****ing marble seat in the shower, country people seriously have the sickest houses,) the loner buddy goes and chills in the living room, and blondie and I start getting down to business in the bedroom. She eventually said she didn't want to bang because she doesn't know me, which is somewhat disappointing but somewhat decent in a respectable way. But anyways we had some pretty solid 3rd base action for a very good session. And she was really into me, kept grabbing me and making out with me after we started to get back dressed, and that was pretty legit.
The girls were down for us to crash for the night, but with the 5th wheel there we really had to get out of there, so we went home around 2:30am. He was pissed at the situation, but I don't feel bad at all because like I say, he's banged so many women and I've been in that spot so many times before I lost my V. You gotta do what you gotta do for the sake of your boys getting action. I've been there and done that. I obviously exchanged numbers with blondie and told her we should hang out again soon this break, she seemed really into it. Also, the pair of girls are having a party next week and want us to make the return trip, hopefully get to know each other better and seal the deal.
Ohhhh yeah, these girls are 18 years old. '94s. First years. Younger than Justin ****ing Bieber. #oops
#YOLO #SEIZE THE DAY
When we got back home we had victory bagels from the 24 hour bagel house. THE END (for now.)