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| Re: back to work light-heartedness Quote:
- Can't remember which year, I think 2004, Calgary Easter tournament they divided the teams to an A and B grade. One of the teams, a womens team, got stuck in the A grade though they maybe should have been in the B grade. Anyway they were our last game in the round robin and they decided the only way to keep the game competitive was to distract us. At the strike the women in the water all came off the wall with the tops of their suits rolled down to their waist. This continued for a little bit till one of my teammates saw an opening and put the puck in the goal at which time the tops came back up. *sigh* The rest of the game consisted of them doing very random things with the puck and our suits... like hiking them up thong style or checking to make sure the drawstring is tight. |
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| ok, was playing a long time ago as a little tacker, a man stood up in the middel (yes it is shellow in Warragul) of a game yelling my eye, my eye, holding his face and his eye, his eye was missing, in a frantic moment the game had to be stoped and we had to split up and do a search, I really thaught it was his real eye, but he had a glass one. We found it and he poped it back in and the game resumed. Was funny, had to be there! Cheers Belle
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| errr someones eye!! One of the girls i train with back home is a real legend, she is possibly more ditsy than me and she seems to get herself in the worst situations ever. At a training camp with some other European teams she annoyed one of the opposition so much that this chick stuck her stick into poor Emma's stomach, it got lodged behind her ribs and she had to go to hospital to have it taken out, errrgh. Then in the ambulance she was in got hijacked by a bank robber and he held her hostage until i came to rescue her! hehe s. |
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| early morning jog it was 2004,european championships in marseilles(france) it was irelands first big competition,everyone was well geared up.. it was the night before the first game i decided to get up early and go for a jog before brekky to losen up the bod... up i jumped,climbed over benson (this all sounds a bit odd) but we were sharing a hostel room as he was coaching us,poor sod. tripping over his fin straps(still attached to his ankles) as i jumped up,still asleep. made my way down the corridor and out into the street,all very dark to be the morning... i continued down to the beach front gearing myself up for the game. not a sole in sight,hhhmm strange i thought but continued on,passing couples on the beach front. still dark and i was wondering what was going on,i jogged on down to a kebab shop(just for a quick nibbble) that was still open. strange i thought,a kebab shop open so early. i went in and asked the time,just for curiousity.. 4.10 am was the answer i shakd my head in desbelief and slowly began to wake up from my sleep walk. jogging back in disbelief and creeping back into my bed not letting anybody finding out where i had been but as tournaments go,nothing is kept a secret for long. jumped back in bed and did it all again at 7.30 am. "morning steve",one of my team mates saying to me at the breakfast table,"your looking a bit tired this mrning".finally i spilt the beans on what happened. well it definitley took the nip out of the nerves with the lads,all finding it very amusing throughout the competition. never a dull moment with the irish on tour.
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