“It’s Cold As Ice” by Panayotis

Cold as Ice
Cold as Ice

It’s As Cold As Ice and I had just gotten home from work, after parking my car next to a snow pile, which seemed to be the size of the iceberg that sank the Titanic. I entered my house and called out “hello, anybody home?”
“I’m in the kitchen dear,” said my wife. I hung my overcoat on the hook in the vestibule and slipped my rubbers off. I grabbed the mail that was lying on the floor as I walked into the kitchen and sat down at the table.

“How was your day at the office dear?”
“Alright I guess, Tom asked me if I wanted to go to the hockey game tomorrow night and I told him that I might, but I wasn’t sure. By the way, where is Peter?”
“What a coincidence that you say that, it reminds me that I need to talk to you about hockey.”
“Really!” My wife continued speaking, but I heard nothing. Some women would say it’s a man thing, I don’t know. All I know is that I always seem to lack the ability to pay attention to my wife. It’s funny because I love my wife. She’s the love of my life, but when she starts talking about all that woman-stuff, I seem to tune her out.

As I went through all the mail, I could hear her still rattling on, it seemed like she was speaking a million words a minute. “I’m sorry dear, did you say something?”
“Were you not paying attention to what I was saying?”
“I was, honestly and I was just wondering where Peter was.”

I glanced at my wife’s face as she gave me that stare. You know the kind of stare that a woman gives a man, that rattles the spirit of all men – big or small. “What dear, is something wrong?” I desperately attempted to divert a catastrophe, as I quickly changed the subject, hoping that the fire
shooting out my wife’s eyes would slowly extinguish itself. , leaving me with a chance for survival.

“When is supper going to be ready, I’m famished?” My wife started to set the table when my son Peter came in the room. “How was school today son?”
“Just find dad, I got one hundred percent on my math test today.”
“Great, I am so proud of you.”
“Hey dad, tomorrow night I’m having a hockey game, you promised me that you would come to my next game.”
“Oh wow son, that’s too bad, I’m going to the hockey game with your uncle Tom tomorrow night, maybe the next one, okay?”
“Yeah, sure dad, maybe the next game.”

I purposely didn’t look at my son; I didn’t want to see the disappointment on his face. My eyes moved to my wife, that was a mistake. I could see fire shooting out of her eyes again and this time I saw no hope of surviving. “What, what’s wrong?”

‘You are going to Peter’s hockey game to see your son play like you promised, because if you don’t….” I’ve heard that tone of voice and the threats from my darling wife before. Without total obedience on my part, the good life as it now exists for me would dissipate into thin air. Not to mention, that it would get very cold in here. I could already feel the shivers racing up my spine. Therefore, I cowered, as I spoke to my wife
and I told her that I changed my mind, I would love to go to Peter’s game — lies, all lies.

The next night I was standing beside my son’s coach, it was cold as hell waiting for the game to start. Man, it was cold! Why couldn’t the teams play in an inside arena, where it is warmer and where they had seats to sit on. I can’t wait for this game to finish.
“Hey coach, I’m Peter’s father, nice to meet you?”
“Pleased to meet you.”
“So, my son’s a good goaltender?”
“No.”
“I’m sorry!”
“I said no he’s not.”
“Let me get this straight. My son is not a good goaltender.”
“Exactly.”
“Then why is he …?”
“Because no one else wanted to be the goaltender.”

I stood there confused, trying to figure out the of the coach’s logic. It was too cold for me to think.  The hockey game started. I turned and looked at Peter, as he stood steadfast in front of the goal, giving the impression of being as solid as the rock of Gibraltar. As I looked at him, I noticed that his goaltender equipment seemed a little large for him. His shin pads were so big that they covered half of his chest pad. I asked the coach about the pads seeming too big for Peter.

“They’re the only ones the park has; they have to fit all the teams. From the Mosquito league up to the Juniors. Listen can you help me?”
“Yeah, I guess. What do you want me to do?’
“Well when your son falls down, can you go and pick him up.”
“Huh! What do you mean?”

Turning suddenly towards the play as I heard the crowd standing on the other side of the rink yelling loudly as their team headed towards my our goal. I wasn’t sure if they were really supportive or trying to keep alive from the cold? Without thinking twice about it I also started to yell encouragement to my son as the other team’s player reached the front of our net and shot the puck. It hit Peter squarely on his chest as he fell on top of it.

A huge ovation and applause came from the crowd on this side of the rink. As I screamed and cheered at my son’s great job of stopping the opposite team from scoring.
The whistle blew and the game stopped.
“Okay dad, go pick up your son.”
“What, what do you mean?”
“You need to go pick up your son off the ice.”

I quickly looked at my son. He was still lying on his back on the ice. “His he hurt?”

“No, he’s alright. He just can’t get up. You need to go help him get up.”
I stared at the Coach with a look of confusion. I looked back at my son and saw him still lying on the ice on his back with his legs and arms moving from side to side as he desperately tried to get back on his feet. He looked like a turtle that had the misfortune to find itself on its back, unable to right itself with its short legs It was tragic, but I couldn‘t help but laugh. I quickly jumped onto the ice and tried to run to his side without
falling down and making a fool of myself.

“You okay son?” My son nodded yes, I was looking at him through the grill of his goaltenders’ mask which was really a baseball catcher’s mask. My son smiled at me as he struggled to straighten himself with my help. He was unsteady on his skates. The only way he could keep himself from falling was to lean against and hold on tightly to the goal post.

“You okay son?” He nodded yes, I was looking at him through the grill of his goaltenders’ mask which was really a baseball catcher’s mask. My son smiled at me as he struggled to straighten himself with my help. He was unsteady on his skates. The only way he could keep himself from falling was to lean against and hold on tightly to the goal post.
“Thanks, dad, I’m okay now.”

I stood there and smiled and asked if he would be alright, he nodded yes. Then the referee blew his whistle and signaled me to get off the ice. I told Peter that he made a great save and ran back to my position beside the rink.

It seemed that both goalies had the same problem. Once they made the initial save they were down for the count, and unable to move, laying on their backs resembling an armadillo when they’ve become road kill. So if they hadn’t the luck to fall onto the puck, they were unable to stop the next shot.

As Cold As Ice, But Home At Last

It was a great game, My son’s team won, 15 to 14. Looking at the score, you would think that this was a football game, not a hockey game.
It was late when we finally got home. My wife was in the living room waiting patiently for us to return. My son ran to her.
“Mom, Mom we won, we won.”
‘That’s great, I’m so proud of you. But it‘s late, you have school tomorrow. So you need to get ready for bed, okay.” My son said okay as he gave her a big hug.

“Thanks dad for coming to my game, it was great.”
“Yes, son it was great, I’m very proud of you.” He came over and gave me a big hug, tighter than I could ever remember. For a fleeting moment, I looked at my son as he walked away to his room and then my stare moved to my wife’s face. It was absolutely beautiful as always, and this time it had a large smile on it.
“What do you say we go to bed?”
I nodded yes, as I followed her into the bedroom with a smile on my face.

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Mouth Damages To Be Aware Of When Playing Sport

Mouth damages

Mouth damages have become the leading injury with anyone that has been in any sports activity. According to Academy of Pediatric Dentistry (AAPD), the majority of the injuries are to the mouth, also to the lips, upper jaw(maxilla and the maxillary incisors. The ages of 15 – to 18 years old students that play sports are the main victims.

LIP INJURIES

Your lips are made up of three major layers: skin, muscle, and oral mucosa The latter being the mucous membrane, which lines the inside of the mouth and may need stitches. When there is trauma to the lips there is usually a significant amount of blood loss. It requires pressure applied to the area to be able to stop the bleeding until the bleeding stops. Usually around 10 minutes.

Even though these injuries are more common in sports activities and especially in our youth, mouth damages can happen to anyone of any age or sex.

The American Academy of Otolaryngology-Head and Neck Surgery says many cuts and scrapes are the results of high-contact sports such as boxing, football, soccer, ice hockey, bicycling, skiing and similar winter sports.

Some of the symptoms of mouth damages that you might find are:

  1. Pain or numbness in the lips
  2. Swelling, which can hide or cover up any more serious injuries underneath.
  3. Bruising, which indicates some bleeding underneath the skin surface that usually goes away in a week or two.
MUCOSAL LACERATIONS

Mouth damages injuries can sometimes be minor, it can easily be a more serious lip injuries that aren’t simply facial lacerations, but instead, the damage may be internal. Mucosal lacerations happen when there is a cut into the mucous membrane inside your mouth, which can create a flap that impedes your ability to chew. It can also trap food particles that are in your mouth. With an internal mouth injury that’s longer than two centimeters most likely needs advanced treatment by a dental specialist.

Treatments for this could range from conservative care (wound cleaning and bandaging), possible stitching, internally and externally, antibiotics, Tetanus shot and even conscious sedation in some more serious damage.

It is very important to get a professional medical opinion if the laceration is profound (2 cm or greater) or you are unable to stop the bleeding.

Tricia Mool “Lip Injury From Sports: Types And Treatments”  Feb.2017 <http://www.colgate.com/en/us/oc/oral-health/life-stages/adult-oral-care/article/lip-injury-from-sports-types-and-treatments-1115>

“Mouth and Dental Injuries-Topic Overview”  Feb. 2017 <http://www.webmd.com/oral-health/tc/mouth-and-dental-injuries-topic-overview>

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Tampa Bay Lightning Event at Lakewood Ranch

Tampa Bay Lightning

Tampa Bay Lightning had an amazing showing of the Tampa Bay Lightning hockey game against the Detroit Redwings on a screen that showed the action pack Hockey game.

Downtown Lakewood Ranch closed their streets as the spirit of the hockey game slowly overtook the area. At first, the restaurants were dead and a few lawn chairs were put up in front of the screen. Then as the time came closer to the start of the game lawn chairs started to appear everywhere. Hundreds of lawn chairs pop up everywhere so there was hardly any room to move. In addition, restaurants in view of the screen showing the hockey game filled up to capacity.

Tampa Bay Lightning

The Tampa Bay Lightning are a professional ice hockey team based in Tampa, Florida. It is a member of the Atlantic Division of the Eastern Conference of the National Hockey League (NHL). The Lightning has one Stanley Cup championship in their history, in 2003–04. The team is often referred to as the Bolts, and the nickname is used on the current third jersey. The Lightning plays home games at the Amalie Arena in Tampa.

The owner of the Lightning is Jeffrey Vinik, while Steve Yzerman serves as general manager. The team is currently coached by Jon Cooper, who has led the team since 2013.

It was a vision of Phil and Tony Esposito to bring professional hockey to the Sun State. They decided to put their efforts to start the process in the city of Tampa in Central West Florida.

The Lightning first took the ice on October 7, 1992, playing in Tampa’s tiny 11,000-seat Expo Hall at the Florida State Fairgrounds. They surprised everyone when they won their first game with Chicago Black Hawks 7–3 with four goals by little-known Chris Kontos.

Ironically, a future Captain of Tampa Bay Lightning was Martin St-Louis. Through my mother’s family, I was the first cousin to Marcil St-Louis.  Related to Martin St-Louis I doubt it but it would have been nice to get free tickets.

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