Saturday, 12 November 2016

Frail Fumbling Phoenix Falter Fail and Fall



Bison 5 Manchester Phoenix 2
12/11/16

These days the Manchester Phoenix are a shadow of the title winning team of yesteryear. With a short bench and no home of their own they roam from Blackpool to the far reaches of the English Premier League clinging to a rocky financial existence. Last night at Planet Ice they gifted 4 goals out of 5 and a host of other opportunities to Bison in a game of defensive nightmares as they slumped like a wet cob wall (see below) to their 16th defeat in 19 games. It was not the sort of thing those of us who want to see a strong competitive EPL would take pleasure from. But there we go. You can’t have everything and, although the game lacked edge of the seat excitement, it was a welcome win for the Bison backers.


It was all Bison at the start of P1. In fact it was 7 minutes into the game before Phoenix had a shot on goal. Bison eventually took the lead in the 14th minute. A scrimmage behind the Phoenix goal saw Tomas “Grandmaster” Karpov gain the puck and send it out front. There in front of the net to fire a wrist shot past hapless netman Stephen Fone were the Antonovs – Ivan and Vanya. Luckily the referee didn’t see both of them or he would have called Bison for too many men on the ice. 1-0 Bison. Karpov and Long Ciaron Long with the assists.

There was no more scoring in P1, so allow me to move into P2 to continue my narrative, dear reader. Bison opened the 2nd period in fine style, hitting the goal frame twice within the first 2 minutes and then again 3 minutes later. First Long rang the pipes with a back hander after being given the puck gift wrapped and tied with a ribbon by the Phoenix D. Then RenĂ© Jarolin did the same after a suicidal pass with a cherry on top had found him unmarked. He had been ignored as surely as would a bacon sandwich at a Bar-Mitzvah. Then Dan “The Specs” Lackey hit the post whilst attempting an empty netter. You would be mistaken if you thought that goaltender Fone had been pulled from the net on this occasion. He had left the net of his own accord. As he dawdled with the puck behind the net Lackey raced from the penalty box at the end of his 2 minutes high sticks incarceration and caught the hapless netman with his trousers down. Lackey took the puck in front of the net, but alas for the Bison backers, could only hit the base of the post with his shot from an acute angle. A let off for Fone, who must have been as embarrassed as a man whose hair piece is carried off by a marauding golden eagle on a crowded beach. Has that ever happened? Maybe.

As the period wore on to the halfway mark things were not looking good for either team. The Phoenix were having their attacks broken up by stalwart Bison defending as well as their own wayward passing and their shots on goal could be counted on the fingers of 2 hands. For Bison to be only 1-0 up against the bottom team in the league was frustrating. It was not turning out to be the flagellation many expected.

However, Phoenix resistance was to crumble on 33:02. Credit to Referee Dave Cloutman for spotting too many imports on the ice on 32:29. Clearly he had been to Specsavers. Bench minor to the Phoenix. 33 seconds later a screened wrist shot from Declan “Barrack-O” Balmer flew past an unsighted Fone and into the net. At that very moment a deafening noise was heard. Was it Kim Jong-Un carrying out another nuclear test?  No it was the explosion of celebration amongst the Bison backers. 2-0 Bison, a goal for Balmer and an assist for Karpov.

On 35:38 Bison bagged another to move into a commanding lead. Jan “The Man” Jarabek speared a long pass forward over the Phoenix blue line. Karpov gave chase in a volacious  (yes that is a real word) manner and was in on goal. Django Reinhardt (see below) was a Belgian Romani jazz guitarist, famous in the 30s and 40s. With only two usable fingers on his left hand, following a caravan fire when he was 18, his fretboard dexterity was nothing short of incredible. Had Django been present last night he would have been impressed with Karpov’s dexterity of stickmanship (is that a real word? It is now). He tied Fone up in knots as he skated across goal and back handed the puck across the line past a befuddled netman. It was a perfectly beastly moment for the goaltender and an absolutely spiffing one for the Czech chap. 3-0 Bison. The second assist for the goal went to goaltender Hiadlovsky.


Shortly after Bison’s 3rd violence of the most disgraceful kind broke out following a dangerous check from behind by Greg Pick on General Grant Rounding. In jumped Declan “Barack-O” Balmer to exact revenge on Pick. Off came helmets and gloves and the two former team mates at Peterborough circled round like a pair of vultures. The crowd bayed for blood. An unfettered orgy of blood and guts violence was what they wanted to satisfy their unnatural craving. For Pick and Blamer this was not a time for reconciliation. The two may have wished to bury the hatchet, but only in each other’s heads. The two came together and meatily hammered into each other. This was a proper fight, not a pushing and shoving handbags type encounter. They eventually ground to a halt and in stepped the officials. 2 + 2 roughing for each and nothing whatsoever to Pick for the original check – very strange.

Comfortable then at 3-0 to the good Bison moved into P3 with hopes of further reward. Their endeavours were rewarded with 2 goals in the space of a minute. On 44:23 an unchallenged Karpov banged home a rebounded shot for his second with Shaun “The Sheep” Thompson and General Grant Rounding elected assistants for the goal. And then another gift of a poorly placed pass out of defence by Phoenix found Dangerous Derek Roehl in front of goal without a challenger. The remains of Richard III went missing for centuries until they were discovered under the concrete of a car park in Leicester in 2012, as we all know. Similarly on this occasion the Phoenix D went missing, albeit not for 5 centuries, but for long enough for Roehl to score. His first shot was saved, but the rebounded puck slid agonisingly past the committed net minder (have you ever wondered why you can have a goal tender and a net minder but never a goal minder or a net tender?) By now Roehl was on his knees, possibly praying to the hockey Gods for another opportunity. He got it. The puck was in reach and he slid it over the line. 5-0 Bison.

With just under 15 minutes to play and 0-5 to the bad, the Phoenix now found themselves in a chunderous position. Could they come back from here to win the game? There seemed as much chance of that as Donald Trump being elected President of the United States. Oh hang on a minute that did happen didn’t it? The latter not the former that is. However, the visitors did manage to score 2 goals without reply to finish the game only 3 goals to the bad. Firstly, on 48:39 some smart work on the boards and a centring pass into the middle by Roman Malinik found Gareth O’Flaherty (is he Welsh, is he Irish?) in front of goal. He snapped the puck past Hiadlovsky and it was 5-1. Greg Pick was declared second assistant for the goal. Then on 54:26 Joni Tuominen whipped a wrist shot past Hiadlovsky for 5-2 with Marek Indra and Vaclav Meidl declared the Finn’s confederates.

Phoenix now looked a different team as, having previously not looked like scoring, they had come back with 2 goals and they only needed another 3 to take the game into overtime. They failed to get them, however, and the final buzzer sounded on 60 minutes with a 5-2 scoreline. Top Bananas were James Neil for the Phoenix and Balmer with a goal and a punch up to his name, but no assist to register a Gordie Howe hat-trick alas, for Bison.

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