I Just Got Hired* To Coach Hillary Knight And Team Red Bull At The Beantown Classic

Big day for your boy! BIG day! Just got hired to coach my girl Hillary Knight and Team Red Bull over at the Beantown Classic in Marlboro. Sure, it’s the kind of job where you don’t get paid but careers gotta start somewhere. Dues have to be paid. You don’t just get handed the keys to the Boston Pride, you gotta show your worth then build. Need a foundation and my groundwork for that gets laid on Sunday.

Last night when I originally applied for the job and mentioned my box + 1 strategy people came down from the hills in droves to call me a fool. “HAVE YOU EVER EVEN PLAYED HOCKEY?!” they screamed. Actually, I have. Club hockey at Florida State so at an elite level, no big deal. It’s called being an innovator and leaving your stamp on the game. People though Knute Rockne was crazy when he wanted to throw a football. People thought Gordon Bombay was crazy when he drew up the flying v. People thought Herb Brooks was nuts when he wants to attack the Russians. Yeah, we’re all crazy. Crazy like motherfucking foxes who know how to put points on the board. No risk, no reward, and I’m putting all my chips in the middle of the table.

But enough talk, it’s time for me to get to work. I’ve got a championship to win on Sunday so it’s time to get to drawing plays and drills on the glass and picking out dope suits. Can’t keep sitting here and blogging like a monkey trying to fuck a football.

PS – Holy shit is Winston the team manager adorable. Miiiiight try and steal him.