Hockey Hijinks - Table

By: The Midnight Gamer Reading Time: 6 minutes

"Hey, is your oven still on?" Me: Looks toward kitchen for 0.4 seconds. Dave: Snap-shots top shelf. GOAL. table hockey hijinks

He does the unthinkable. He pulls his center back so far the rod hits the backstop. He yells "KABOOM!" and shoves. By: The Midnight Gamer Reading Time: 6 minutes

Time slows down. The puck hits the ceiling fan blade. The ceiling fan is on. Thwack-thwack-thwack. He does the unthinkable

There is a special kind of chaos that erupts when two competitive souls lock eyes across a 24-inch sheet of chrome-steel rods and cracked plastic. I’m not talking about air hockey’s noisy, puck-scooping anarchy. I’m talking about the pure, uncut adrenaline of (or "Rod Hockey," for the purists).

Dave gently vibrates his goalie rod. It looks like his netminder is having a seizure. It’s illegal. It’s dishonorable. It blocks 100% of my breakaways.