It simply can’t get any worse than what Terrier hockey fans witnessed last Wednesday. The woeful hockey team was out-classed, out-hustled, out-hit and perhaps least importantly, out-scored. They were out- everything.
It got so bad, that some schlum in Section 9 started dozing off. It got so bad, that even Sasquatch came down the isle in a sarcastic fashion, singing, “We want sixth place.” It got so bad, that half the arena didn’t even bother to show up, perhaps already knowing of the pathetic effort about to be put forth.
BU hockey just isn’t the same. It’s been on a downward spiral ever since Ricky DiPietro last stood atop the ivory tower between the pipes. We’ve only had a bunch of over-achieving teams since then. And ever since Alan Gardenhoser and the rest of the pathetic athletic administration put the clamp down on the raucous atmosphere, BU hockey changed for the worse.
I’m no hockey expert, but it seems like the product on the ice is terrible. We should be playing a physical brand of hockey, using our size and small rink to pummel the opponents. Our guys don’t hit; they get hit. And we have no one who can score. We flat out stink. There is no energy on the ice or in the stands.
Even the 4-3 win that the Terriers filched from Northeastern can’t save this year, or this stretch of mediocrity, for that matter. Perhaps Parker should stop being praised as “God”.
I hope the Free Press isn’t afraid to print this harangue. It’s about dang time that someone steps up and blasts this hockey team and the athletic department that oversees it. Boo.
Mark Rogoff
COM ’03
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