A FIGHT AT BEER LEAGUE HOCKEY NIGHT
Cement Heads will always be Cement Heads
Alan Sprackman, sixty three years old, five foot six (and twelve pounds overweight) was chugging down the ice. His head was down so he didn’t see Earnie DiGrego came flying from across the other side. DeGrego a notoriously dirty player forcefully pushed the knob end of his hockey stick into Alan’s face. All the guys from both teams stopped and watched in horror as Alan crumbled to the ice. DeGrego took the puck and started skating the other way. He was the only guy in the arena moving.
Sprackman laid motionless and the only words anybody heard came from the Auto Rims bench. Someone muttered under his breath ‘’Holy Shit, I think Sprackman’s dead.’’
Michael McDonald the organizer of the Beer League happened to be playing on DeGrego’s teams and in a screaming voice yelled for anyone near a phone to call 911. There was panic in his voice, as he looked over at Sprackman on the ice and DeGrego shooting the puck into the net like he didn’t have a care in the world.
‘’You are a Fucking idiot DeGrego, if you killed Sprackman, I hope they send you to jail for the rest of your life, you fucking cement head.’’ DeGrego looked at McDonald and laughed. ‘’He probably had the air knocked out of him. I just gave him a check, no big deal.’’ Two of the guys on Sprackman’s team skated…
