Gotta sleep now and get as much rest as I can. Tomorrow evening, the Tackaberrys come out,and I'll need all my strength when the puck drops.
— Norm Macdonald (@normmacdonald) September 22, 2014
I've played off and on my whole mortal life.
— Norm Macdonald (@normmacdonald) September 22, 2014
Started on a backyard patch of ice my dad made from a hose.
— Norm Macdonald (@normmacdonald) September 22, 2014
And after dinner, the skates strapped tight, I'd snap off an icicle that hung from my roof and overhand it like a knife-thrower.
— Norm Macdonald (@normmacdonald) September 22, 2014
It would hit the garage door and shatter and I'd jump from the front porch over the snow-covered turf onto the ice. The rink.
— Norm Macdonald (@normmacdonald) September 22, 2014
One stick, one net, five pucks me.
— Norm Macdonald (@normmacdonald) September 22, 2014
First, sprint skate the short length of the rink, then back again, the stick easy in my glove as comfortable, as in place, as my arm.
— Norm Macdonald (@normmacdonald) September 22, 2014
Then stop in a spray of white beside the 5 pucks. Then rat-a-tat-a-rat-a-tat-a-rat-a-tat-a-rat-a-tat-a-rat-a-tat. Net is 5 pucks full.
— Norm Macdonald (@normmacdonald) September 22, 2014
I'll do the same tomorrow. Let you know what happened. I love you. God bless.
— Norm Macdonald (@normmacdonald) September 22, 2014