Lenny's First Open Insult

We mixed it up pretty good with these punks in the first few minutes of our second possession. We tied it up on one of Lenny's patented all or nothing slap shots that always either scored or sent the puck deep into the cheap seats. Then the glasses thing happened. I got him so squarely his dark spectacles popped off his head and landed on the ice. While Lenny skated slowly out to retrieve the puck Larson stared me down like I had just slapped his mother. Jesus did he look mean but smart too smarter than his two teammates by a mile. Without his specs he looked like a clever assassin in a movie hired to kill a foreign president. With them he just looked