Tonight I was working in the penalty box at my brother’s hockey game when one of the guys from the opposing team got a tripping penalty. So, as my job requires I have to get his jersey number so I can record it and put it up on the score board with his penalty. I asked him for his number and…well…he gave it to me. His phone number.
Poor kid went beet red after I explained I meant his jersey number, not his phone number. I talked to him after the game to make sure he was all good and such, and he said, oh my god, “keep the number, just in case you’re ever looking for anything besides a jersey number.”
concept: we’re watching hockey together. no one else is home. a fire’s going in the fireplace & it’s snowing lightly outside. we’re both in cozy oversized sweaters. bernie sanders is president. you’re trying to cuddle with me but i keep getting riled up because of the game
I need more hockey blogs to follow and I wanna try to make some friends on here since I don’t have really anyone to talk with hockey about so
Reblog if you like:
- NY Rangers
- Toronto Maple Leafs
- Dallas Stars
- Edmonton Oilers
- Tampa Bay Lightning
- Or hockey in general
If you reblog I’ll check out your account and hopefully give you a follow!
If you already follow me I would appreciate you reblogging this to spread the word to other hockey blogs, but you do not have to.