Happy New Year as Dangeroushockey couldn’t have had any worse luck since the Winter Classic Saturday.  After mysteriously breaking out in hives all over my entire body, I managed to break my foot walking into my closet.

Who can find my pancreas?

No, not blocking a 40MPH slapshot in my fat, old men’s league.  No not, dropping a 40lb dumbbell on after working out.  I smashed it into the corner of the closet door while avoiding my German Shepherd who was napping conveniently in the middle of doorway.

Well the good news is, for several of you, that my fingers are fine.  And shame on ESPN’s Matt Barnaby for not accepting my olive branch.  He’s not a hated enemy of Dangeroushockey.com.

Not sure what that means, but it’s funny, no?  Anyway, I love everyone else in this world except Barnaby, my neighbor 2 houses down, the guy who tried to kill me with his car and anyone who harms those who don’t deserve it.

What does all this have to do with hockey???  I can’t fucking play for 4-6 Kevin Weekes.

Much love, Happy New Year,

and don’t Puck your Daddy.