Cornell Vet School Staff v. Student Hockey Match (er game er whatever)

Pregame: Players (or whatever they're called in hockey) pre-medicate and loosen up their joints... mostly their jaws if we're being honest while the future audience ensures that it will be lively and probably not all that focused.


Popcorn. The only food available at the Chappie besides their fine line of oatmeal stouts



"Bring it!" What was immediately brought was a succession of cacophonous national anthems to rival the awards ceremony at the international special olympics (i'm just assuming there are no losers there and that all of the national anthems are played so nobody feels left out)

Steve displaying some of the fine skating prowess that he is not known for.



Fortunately there was fighting which gave the skatheletes (?) a break from hurting themselves by trying to move around on their skates on the slippery ice.


Keep in mind that these two are grown ups and professionals in their respective fields.




You know the match(?) has depreciated when the pirate has to regulate.



The dean and his wife put on a performance that, although odd and mildly uncomfortable, was also dangerously out of control.


More fighting broke out in the second half as players tired out and figured out that wrestling and punching each other was significantly less perilous than hocking(hockeying? I'm not sure about the present participial here).

Sarah and Doreen enjoying the meet(?). I'm pretty sure that's how Jim looks when he enjoys stuff, too.



This might be what icing looks like. I've never really figured out the rules for hockey because, well, let's be honest here, I don't care enough, but I do know that whatever is happening here is not legal.

Sarah declares victory for the staff, hiding her face to avoid student retribution.



There are several items that one doesn't see in every pro hockey pucker's(?) kit.



This was the first time in over an hour when all the vets, assorted staff, and students were still, and was without a doubt the most prudent moment of the evening.

Moments later...