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I just received the following details on our fund raiser Game with the Rampage:

  • Game is Saturday May 1 at 7:20 till 8:20  
  • The proceeds go to the Mario Lemieux Foundation 
  • The name of the event is being worked on 
  • $20 to play (there will also be raffle tickets and they will be serving food 
  • Just bring your wallets :-)
  • We'll be getting a flyer soon

Turn on your speakers to hear Jimmy Buffett "1 more Candle and another Trip around the Sun" 

Stump just completed his 50th trip around the Sun!

Duffer News

Stump Hits the Big 50!

Romeoville, IL 03/19/2010     No Meaningful Goals!
Attendance 24                 

The Whites got Thor, their scoring machine back, but the Reds got Frank, their veteran defenseman back too, so it was a wash.  Art made a rare appearance and he set the tone in the first 10 seconds, when he sailed a wicked slap shot past Eddie to give the Whites a 1-0 lead.  The usual shot blockers departed to the corners and let that one sail past.  Art brought his son AJ along, and he followed his Dad's lead and put the Whites up 2.  The Reds had Tommy Z and Tweedy, so a 2 goal lead should be no problem, but the Brain was more than cerebral tonight as he stopped everything that the Reds could throw at him.  They increased their lead to 3 when Bill BTW took the puck away from V-Man

Stump made it to 50 and brought the Crown Royal.

who was wearing the same color jersey as him and fired it past the surprised Anvil.  Terry made it 4-0 with a goal that no one saw, to close out the 1st period scoring.  When questioned at Wild Wings, he whined that he has 4 other goals that never made the Duffer News, because people are only counting his crashes.  Speaking of crashes, John "Cupcake" Bobka had a couple of Klinger Krash Award worthy spectacular crashes.  They had everything that the judges look for in an award winning crash.  He received 9 points for the Noise, 8 for sticking the landing, and 9 on the time required to join back in the play, plus it was unassisted, giving him 3 bonus points.  The Reds were not able to find the back of the net until late in the second period when Tweedy finally ruined the Brain's shut out.  Stump was a big help for Brian as he blocked several shots on his 50th Birthday.  He even made a blocker save without a blocker.  The Anvil shut down the Whites with a scoreless period that allowed his team to get back in the game.  When Mini Wheezer made it 4-2, it looked like the old 2 goal lead curse was about to kick in, but the V-Man solved Eddie to make it 5-3.  BTW Bill scored a shameless goal that any self respecting Canadian would have tossed back.  He was in front of the net when a puck slid slowly toward the goal line.  Bill waved at it and the breeze created a low pressure area than helped the puck make it to the goal line, where BTW took another hack at it and it finally crossed the goal line.  Tweedy scored again to make the final score Whites 6, Reds 3.

Geno Update: Gene Cromwell is scheduled for eye surgery on the 31st of March.  He hopes to return soon.

Don't Miss Page 2

BTW's Brother in law, Joe, gives his account of his first hockey lesson on page 2. 

Thor helped him empty the bottle

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Duffer News

Hockey Lessons For Joe!

Woodridge, IL 03/16/2010     
Let me set the stage for you:

  • I get to the locker room. I have very little idea of what to do. So I am watching intently the other guys while they put on their gear. I figure, what better way to learn than to observe. They all must think I'm the gay-boy staring in the locker room.
  • I manage to get most of the stuff on without forgetting much. Feelin' good. Skates feel nice, elbow pads cut-off all the circulation to my hands. I adjust.
  • Get on the ice and haven't fallen yet. Uh oh, many of the guys are talking about their game last night while skating backwards. I think, "Oh sh**, these guys actually can skate…wrong class."

Joe Evans takes a break.

  • Still haven't fallen.
  • Warm up skating…supposed to skate around the 5 circles. Didn't even know there were five, so I just follow the guy in front of me. He quickly pulls away, and I quickly cause a major back-up. Nice. Did you know some guys can actually skate while in a turn. Me, no. I can propel forwards, then turn. Straight…turn…straight….turn. You get the idea. I don't skate in circles, I skate in octagons. However, I quickly gather than many of the guys also suck, so I'm in good company.
  • Another ra-tard drill. Pass, skate, receive a pass, skate, shoot. I got the pass down. I got the skate down. I got the miss the pass down, and I never got to shoot because I didn't have a puck. To make it worse, when I would miss the pass, the instructor would send out a "second" puck to accomplish the task. I missed that one too. Twice.
  • Now I am convinced I have made a bad choice. I'm a better fan than player. Go Toews!
  • The instructor brings us all together. Some guys take a knee. I think, "Ok Joe, be cool. Take a knee." I fall on my ass. BTW, with so much crap on I didn't feel a thing.
  • Being as delicate as a hockey instructor can be, he says the advanced skater go one way and the rest of you ra-tards go the other way. Ra-tard went the other way.
  • Jamoke drill 1: Skate forwards. It's not the going forwards that got the group. It was the stopping. Poor instructor is going to earn his money with this group.
  • Jamoke drill 2: Backwards. In reality this drill probably only took 5 minutes. In  Joe's skating world…for f***-sake ever!
  • Jamoke drill 3: Hockey stop, both sides. Skate…stop…fall. Skate…stop…fall. Skate…stop…fall. Over and over. But I have pads on and no self respect that this point.
  • Drink break. Dumbass forgets a water bottle. So I practice…skate…stop….fall. F*** that. I just go to the bench.
  • Jamoke Drill 4: Get a puck, skate to the blue line, hockey stop, stake to the other side, hockey stop, skate to the goal, shoot the puck into the net. No problem, I have seen 1 legged ra-tards do this. How hard can it be? Joe's version. Find a puck…push, pull, and skate past the damn thing. Finally get to the blue line. Crap…the puck is behind me. Reach around for it…fall. Get to the blue line…hockey stop, but the opposite way than I'm used to. So I do a twist, turn, fall, f*** this, get up. Trudge to the other side. Hockey stop. Nice. Trudge to the goal…weak ass wrist shot that missed everything and plunks against the wall. Not even a good whack, but just a plunk. Over and over, and over again. A one-legged ra-tard can kick my ass. Nice.
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  • Drink break. Where's the god damn beer. By this point my helmet is so freakin' tight that my head is numb, I am sweat soaked like I have never been in my life, amazingly nothing hurts (but my head), and my nut-hut is still in place. Good to go.
  • Ok….light colored jerseys onto that bench…dark colored jerseys on the other. Huh? Are we practicing jumping over the wall? Nope. 5 on 5 game for 30 minutes. Seriously? I take a quick inventory…ego? Gone. Self respect? Gone too. Numb head? Yup. Everyone else suck this much? Yup. Lets go.
  • My turn. I figure, play defense. If nothing else I can work on my best skill…flopping on the ice. After what seemed to be 3 hours, I go back to the bench. Grinning.
  • I observe. We all suck. This is great. We all sucky-suck so bad that it's like watching an old Saints/Falcons game. They both suck so bad that it's a good game.
  • My turn again. After sitting on the bench for a few minutes everything starts to tighten. I jump over the wall and fall. Again. Grinning.
  • I'm so freaking slow to realize what's going on that I find myself in the middle of the ice. An errant puck heads my way. I piss my pants (you can't tell though, everything is wet). I snare the puck, turn around, skate 20 feet, find my winger, flip a pass, he gets it, he scores. Joe gets his first cherry picking assist. History is made. I'm all tear-y eyed. It's a moment to be shared. Then someone yells, "Nice pass cherry picking dumbass". Perfect.
  • My run again. I am planning on making another historic run at it. This time, I find myself all alone in the offensive end. The puck is resting against the outside of the net. I can't believe my luck (hey, you make your own luck). Now, any Duffer could easily have just grabbed the puck and twisted a little tap into the net. Not so much here. I go flying past it, manage to poke the thing with an out-stretched stick, slam into the wall (who put that there?). Our team scores again. 2 assists for yours truly. Its making my head swell, which sucks because my helmet is too small.
  • Last turn. I figure I would see how long I am out there. The clock says 11:14. I jump on the ice and fall. I skate my little heart out. Up, down, left, right, poke, crash. I've had enough. Surely its been 10 minutes. Get to the bench. 11:15. What a putz.
  • Game over. We get killed. I'm grinning like a virgin in a Navy port brothel. Yup, that's right. Bring on the next game. 2 hours of absolute dumb-ass jamokedness in pads. Admittedly, being 6'4" 240 lbs, I have not been blessed with the graceful gene. I don't run, I lope. I don't dance, I bounce to the rhythm of another song. Now, put on skates, give me a stick, put me on ice. Limbs flopping all over the place. Sticks flying. Missing pucks. Not even seeing the puck. Laughing so hard my glasses are fogged up. The Duffers will never be the same.
Joe Evans


I'm in tears its so funny. Somebody has got to send this to Hockey News.  Congrats Joe. You will make a fine Duffer.  Thanks for sharing Bill. Take care,

Joe, say it's not so, awesome, I can't wait to give you your first slow foot on the Duffers and see you go sprawling all over the place. I will buy you a beer after the game though so it will be worth it.
Darrin/Lu: Great time in Nashville, I need to get my ass to Canada soon, or the Duffers have to have more than one trip a year.  Rags

Oh my god.
I'm sitting in a courthouse parking lot in Woodstock waiting to fight a bogus speeding ticket (honest guys it is bogus, really) I'm laughing so hard the cops think I'm having a corinary.
Joe you are the MAN!!!! This is too good a story somebody needs to get this to Don Cheery. This is so funny; a beautiful chick just walked by, I looked up and starting laughing my bag off. She gave me the same kind of look as that waitress at Jonathans who didn't know what to answer Beak for the nipple cheese order! Joe keep it up you'll make certain of the Duffers for sure
Laughin TOO hard Lu

Joe, I laughed so hard, I've been there. You will get top billing in the Next Duffer News! Thank You.

I have a tip for your instructor, (He should know this) I was asked to get Hockey going again at Downers South High School by Johnny Z. The program died out after my Son Ken Graduated and I handed the check book to a new sucker. Johnny assured me that there were enough guys to start a team, so I rented ice and held a try out. I skated out to center ice, blew the whistle and called everyone to center ice, not knowing that 6 or 7 of these guys could not stop. There was a pile up of players like a fog induced 20 car pile up. I was laughing at the site until someone slid into the back of my legs and sent me crashing to the ice. I should have known better, because I coached little mites and never called them to center ice. I always had them line up at the boards, where I would skate over when the final kid fell.
Welcome to the Duffers, it will be nice having someone who can read and write.


That would have been info a day ago. It was a 20 car pile up. Truly a domino effect. And the worst for the non-skating dopes is just try to stand still. Guys would just drop, I would laugh, and then drop too. A sad state of affairs
Joe Evans

It's too early to start working on the toe loop or salchow. Give it some time.

Frank Bill and Beak were going to go to Seven Bridges Ice Rink on Monday to cheer on Joe, but his lesson was cancelled.  They were going to bring some beer and teach these newcomers why we play the game, as Bill Gaston says in Midnight Hockey, "beer in the locker room is guilt free beer."

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50 trips around the Sun

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Finishing off where he left off on the bus to Nashville.

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V-Man is having a bad night, first Mini Wheezer collided with him, then Frank hooked him, now he is grossed out by the Cone's arm. 

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That V-Man-Mini Collision looked like a Bloody Mary in a blender. Frank bought him a beer for the big league hook that he put on him.

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Thor tries to light Stump's hat

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Stump does the Statue of Liberty

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This is what happens when Thor grabs the camera

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We have to stop Hockey Violence!

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This is Beaks protective cup that his son cracked with a slap shot at the Tampa Bay Front Arena in 1979.

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We will go back to Nicks Tavern in Lemont on Thursday March25.  The following week we will finally return to The Neutral Zone.

More Nashville Pictures Thanks to V-Man for these
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Nice Hat


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She is working on her Masters in Sports Psychology, I told her I knew some goalies that could use her help.

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