I know I haven’t blogged in a few days… "Life is what happens to you while you’re busy making other plans"…

Last night, I ended up doing something I haven’t done in a LONG time. I got into a FIGHT. I was playing hockey and one guy on other team BLATANTLY punched a gal on my team[yes, we have a few girls on our team] and knocked her down. She’s a tough gal and can take a hit but this was so intentional and seeing it made me spaz out and start hitting the guy in the head a bunch of times until the refs pulled me off him.

I didn’t even think about it…it was just an involuntary reaction to watching a guy 6′3 / 260lbs punch a gal in the head (who can’t weigh more than 120lbs) and knock her down.

Fighting is such a strange thing. I was always a scrappy little kid in my teen years, but as an adult, it’s not something I even consider. However, last night I really lost control. It’s not a good feeling to lose control like Dr. Bruce Banner after too many Gamma Rays

When most people think of hockey…the 1st thing they think about is fighting…but fighting in games is such a RARE thing. It really doesn’t happen …because if you fight…they throw you out of the game and can fine you.

And so…Last night I was THROWN out of the game…I’m not even sure If I get to play next week but I guess I’ll find out soon enough. The guy had it coming though. My fist is a little sore today but I walked away without a scratch.

No, I’m not one of these guys who has to fight to be all "bad ass"…It actually takes more strength to walk away from a battle but last night I gave in to the dark side.