Smells Like Hockey

So... the mite-sized game jersey that Casey had for hockey this season was a bit small, and the team manager queried the other team managers looking for an unused larger jersey.

Apparently, the only jersey he could get his hands on was a midget-sized jersey. "Midget" is the age division for high-school players, and they only play a short season of town hockey in the early fall before playing school hockey in the winter. Therefore, midget season is over, and all of their jerseys have been turned in. Unwashed. 

So... the manager brought the larger sized jersey to today's game. It smells, of course, like a rank, sweaty teenage boy. Britt says it smelled so bad that his eyes teared up and his nose hairs curled. 

Casey, however, took a whiff and said (with reverence): "It smells like pure hockey."

That's not all.

The Cambridge team won today's game, and Casey scored four of the team's five game goals. Now, you may or may not know that athletes can be superstitious, but Casey came home not only pleased about his four goals but also adamant that I not wash the stinky (and apparently lucky) jersey...