Turnaround

Turnaround,
Every now and then he gets a little bit stronger

and his skating ability can be found

Turnaround,
Every now and then he gets a little bit tired

Of picking himself up off the ground

Turnaround,

Every now and then he gets a little bit nervous

That the best of all the years have gone by

Turnaround,

Every now and then he gets a little bit terrified

When he sees the look in Devuono’s eyes

Turnaround (Turn-er),

Until we get to ‘B’ division

Fall apart

Turnaround (Turn-er),

Until we get to ‘B’ division

Fall apart

And we need you now tonight

We facken’ need you more than ever

And if you’re not there the lines will be tight

Even if you’re under the weather

Not only will you make it right

We’ll be playing hockey….

….together we can take it to the end of the year

Despite your real skill being drinking Wacky Wing’s beer….

We don’t know what to do,

That includes offense, defense and Mark

We’re playing like garbage, without any sparks

We really need you tonight

Forever’s gonna start tonight

Forever’s gonna start tonight

Once upon a time we were playing in ‘A’

Now we’re only falling apart

There’s nothing we can do

When we play with a bunch of old farts

Once upon a time there was a goal light installed

Now when they score it’s just dark.

Nothing we can do

When the gear is set to park

--Marquis de save

From Draft to De Saved

Nov. 10, 2016
Strawbs 4 - Load Slingers .999  

Down 4 Strawbs.  Ankle Turner potted his first goal as a Strawb on a nifty deke move while Dr. Thug cemented his 130441st goal since the Holocene period began but only his 8432nd since Yahweh flipped his staff around and wired the first fig into a fallen dragon blood tree.  It's also noteworthy that the puck from Dr. Thug's first goal was found at the layer of sediment between Holocene and the Pleistocene period, so it is possible that he was playing hockey much before that.

The Mayor also nested a dandy goal procured by his fine glass like footwork which he had developed through countless hours at ice capades' practises. Maboy slipped a dandy reacharound goal past the slanky net slinger who was slung out to dry by his defence.  Sarge and Rossey were bearing much of the defensive load to shut down any chance of the Slingers slanging. They may have accidentally interfered with the offensive duties of the power forwards and assisted on a few goals. They are forgiven.

If not for sloppy tongues, the Strawbs wouldn't have filled the sin bin leaving the majority of the work to the seldom appreciated Marquis de Save who only faltered once during a 5 on 3.  The Marquis' recent re-draft from the Nasty Cup Cakes, the Killer Strawberries' farm team's farm team, has obviously paid off. And let it be known, that as long is the score is in our favour, the executive will hold it's keyboard on written lashings and humorous derogatory similes.   

A few devout Strawbs convened late at the Terminal Tavern.  2 baskets of junglefowl, 1 Norther Ale, 2 Mill Street organic and 1 water with lemon were consumed. 

Still 2 to 1 after a recount

Mongeese 2 Strawbs 1
(Record 2-3-0)

Half of the executive was missing along with the entire 3rd line.  When they return they will be moved to the 4th line, and Dr Thug will single handily shift the 3rd spot and likely kill any disease or adolescence that moves.   The missing Strawbs were off to explore their partisan antidisestablishmentarianism south of the boarder at the Aloha Baby Compound in Oaho.  For 89 bucks, transportation to and from the compound was provided. Paid for were meals, including the famous Humuhumunukunukuapua'a, and chips served with a gallon of mayo, drinks and diabetic medications.
Accommodations were in Oaho at the Ice Marshal's very own suits which often resembles the hotel room scene from Hangover 2 the morning after a huge party. That S$#@ does not come off.


While these 4 deserve to be tossed under the campaign bus, the rest of the Strawbs deserve credit for upping their game against the infamous Madgeese.

On defense, Mayor Maynot and the executive's own luminous Magboy were nothing shy of  exemplary.  When on the ice, goals against were as locked in as divide by zero mathematics.  Fans flipped sides and started voting cheering for a new luminary leader and his Vice replacement, a sure sign of a bright future for the Mayor.  The other D's performance would only be notable had Magboy not dropped back to redefine the doctorate of successful defensivenessisiousity. But this top exec was also making the saves, and if the the Ice Marshal was reporting, he would say Magboy was as dependable as a 2 ply sheet of Bounty absorbing a spill of strawberry koolaid. Oh Ya!

Despite the score, the Strawbs led the game for the first period. The first marker was notched by the youngest addition, Stashery, the current front runner for the top rookie award.
Pyjama Man, back from his Astroville Hockey commissioner role, was as effective as an above average intelligent mule hyped up on coffee battling a case of restless leg syndrome.  

If not for Gristly son of Thorin, who was on hand to unseat conventional wisdom with calls straight out of the playbook of Donald, perhaps the end result would have been different. On one occasion he coasted through the legs of Turnaround Tuner and halted an otherwise normal play like Hefner sending the janitors home before bed time at the mansion. He once ordered a bewildered Mongoose to go back to the corner and fetch his teeth before he would allow play to commence. 

Only overcooked reef trigger fish, potato cuts, turbulence and Bruce Springsteen's greatest hits were consumed somewhere over the Pacific.

Jager on the Carpet

Oct 31 2016
Strawbs 4 - Jager Bombers 6
(Record 1-2)

Results from effective team management

Strawbs 4 Boozers 2

The Killer Strawberries pull off a classic strawberries win under the leadership of the new executive.  It goes without saying that leaders lead by example and not by pointing in the direction of the goal. Unfortunately some of our rookies still need that kind of direction.

Shinny Sean, with his certificate from an online hockey course entitled  "Get your honorary hockey PHD for 39.99",  played the Box Plus One defensive zone system.  Fortunately the Boozers can't count that high and without a calculator on hand they were no match for this system.


Brought up from the nasty cupcakes (the killer strawberries farm teams farm team) Throne Laronde covered the crease like a tuck tape window sticky side out. 

On the offensive front due to Shinny's relentless badgering of Magboy's lack of scoring, Mag immediately notched a beauty. Turnaround Turner, who was battling 3 Boozers in the corner at the time, sent a laser pass to the streaking Magboy who deflected it in off his bare shine. 

The fire was lit at both ends and not a moment too late as the bad drunks began agitating our 6ft+ enforcers.  Slickery, known for his financial advice, was offering free checking accounts for insubordinate boozers. On a poorly executed pick, Turnaround Turner dropped a boozing Boozer refusing to be losing.

In the end it was the strawberries coming ahead with 2 goals as a result of the offensive wheel style breakout plays and other tricks learned through the online Hockey PHD course.  The bonus motivational WAV files also helped.

It was too late to consume anything but savery victory smothered in winners sauce.

Strawberry Excrescence - Season Can Opener 2016-17

Chiefs 10    Strawbs 3

(Now almost undefeated)

With the retirement of 2 seasoned Strawbs both born before vietnam, the team's median age plummeted by at least 30 years.  It would be closer to 500 but our steadfast Dr. Thug, born during the spanish inquisition, has yet again proven that cadaver parts are useful and respond well to cold conditions such as hockey arenas.

The retired Vice and Gumby were the last of the original Killer strawberries to have partaken in 32 years of glorious losses, improbable victories, smelly dressing rooms and jokes so bad they continue to merit repeating at every possible opportunity.1

They will be missed for there lack of movement both on and off the ice.  As Marquis DeSave put it, "I miss how they slowed down the game. I mean they don't move very much."

The team's new unappraised talent debuted tonight and we welcome JoeFresh(Joey), Stashery(Jesse), Neal and Andre (monikers TBD) and Warren Peace who has returned to play hockey after a brief career as a professional sports hypnotist on extended leave from the Nasty Cup Cakes.   He has convinced himself several times that he can play hockey and they are finally letting him prove himself terrible at hypnosis. He did finally quite stick handling, a nasty habit to kick.

The game started and ended much like the bluejays loss tonight against their Chief opponents.  We fell behind mostly due to Marquis DeLethargy's reminiscing gaze sometimes peering off into the distant centreline where the strawbs did seem to be returning quite frequently.  He seemed to be looking for shadows of his former defensive duo, who use to saunter and lumber about the offensive zone checking anything stupid enough to skate with-in an arm's reach.  Marquis' longing for slow motion plays, those distant memories of after school road hockey on cool summer nights failed to draw his attention to the net thirsty chiefs who pounced the crease like wild animals on raw meat.  

There were brief moments of scoring ingenuity by our very own Slickery, Neil Hatrick Harris, Neal the playmaker and the new blood and Shiny-protoje Stashery.  If not for the curse of Lenny the score would have been 15-10.

The team convened at the Whacky Tavern to consumed water, budweiser, New Ontario Beer (some on the floor, table and chairs) and to speak of their first loss as learning experience.

Vice Retirement Letter

Gentlemen,

It is with some sadness that I am announcing my retirement from on-ice participation for the Killer Strawberries Hockey Club.  After much soul searching, it seems that I have gone to seed.  I think if I lose any more steps I will be out of stairs.

All in all, 25-30 years of playing with the Strawbs has been a pretty good run.  While I may not miss my diminished on-ice contributions, I will miss the team in the dressing room and the post game beverages.

I am very confident in the current team management and their ability to continue the Strawbs tradition in the Canadore College Hockey League.

Please let me know your schedule this season as I'd like to attend some games and handle one of the bench doors.

In so far as the rest of the Killer Strawberries Hockey and Gentlemen's Club activities go, I plan to continue to participate as I have in the past.

Go Strawbs!

Vice

ps  I will still be playing hockey this season every Friday afternoon with some pretty great guys including some current and former Strawbs.  As well I will be playing for the Leafs in the over 45 Original 6 League, where, as it turns out, I will still be one of the "more veteran" players.

Press Release - Barbaros the Terrible Resigns

Press release 

September 21, 2016

North bay,on

Per: Marcus " the enforcer" Barber" 

t is with great sadness that I have to announce my retirement form the CHL. I have been relocated to east coast of Ontario in the beautiful city of Ottawa. I would like thank to thank the Killer Strawberries organization for giving the opportunity to play and show case my small range of talents. And big time hit capabilities. I would like to thank magboy (Denis) for showing me some important off ice lessons. On the that comes in mind that ( his name isn't Dougie it's Billy) well to little to late. And one last shout out to my little buddy who received my backup when needed even if he wasn't in danger of harassment from out opponent scum. Kevin " mayor" may it's time for me to set you free and have you open your wings and fight your own damn battles. And to the other Strawberries keep your sticks up and let them know your there!"

Barbaros 

Team Photo

Killer Strawberries 2015-2016

Winter semester slump

Strawbs 5    Puck-n-Chuck 3
Winter record 10-4-1 (unconfirmed)

Half the team's age was missing with the absence of the most senior members of the team.  With only 7 skaters, the Strawbs  narrowly averted a defeat by the nun Chucks.  Where was Gawd when he was most needed?  Where was the Vice when needed to strong hold the zone?  There must have been a 2 for 1 special on colonoscopies.  The other no shows had good enough reasons.
The Chucks left it all on the ice in this match, but in true Strawberry fashion we managed a victory on paper. No points for style.  

Dr. Thug, scoring 2, achieved his 6432nd goal since his birth if you count the goals from his pre-colonial mesoAmerican stick ball league.  Neil Ha-trick Harris continued his goal streak and is the first rookie since Magboy to surpass the 10 goal a season mark.  If this continues, he may be asked back next season.

Our own tonsorial artist of pain, Barberos the Wicked, dished out a huge body blow directed at the other team's alpha player.  He ejected himself from the game, returned to his cave and feasted on pheasant, tubers and wine.  As a result the league dealt with this swiftly and issued a memo from its satellite head office in Wawa. For reasons of privacy, security and skewed interests, this memo has been redacted.