Ref: Naked goalie, you can do your leg lifts another time. Get up.
As a cost cutting experiment, the face-off drops were temporarily handled by robotic blimps.
Hockey never had this much flesh exposed. Next week - cheerleaders between periods.
The second White team player was there to lend moral support.
Photoshop made me do it. It's the devil I tell you.
Close call.
It wasn't Jeff's turn on the surface, he just liked jumping back and forth.
#12 had a sneaking suspicion that someone was looking at his bootie.
Logan's slapshot caused Jon's testicles to retract slightly.
Logan, about to get a very unpleasant hook.
Pete didn't know whether to shoot, pass, or ask the guy behind him to kindly remove his hand from his ass.
Foiled again.
All alone, Pete couldn't help but sink into a mini depression after each breakaway.
Ref: This fucking robot blimp isn't working out.
