Name#Abs?Goalie?GAPPIMGAWLT
Name#Abs?Goalie?GAPPIMGAWLT
Ryan Adams31 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0
Matthew Rochna4 1 0 1 0 0 0 0 0
Andrew Gates2 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0
Tim Alderman18 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0
Michael Akins3 0 0 0 2 0 0 0 0
Joe Korepta13 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0
Spencer Blatt16 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0
Jeremy Ruggiero27 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0
Ed Rose17 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0
Sean Kenney5 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0
Jim Tassis7 0 0 0 2 0 0 0 0
Galaxies Subs0 0 0 0 0 4 0 1 0

Galaxies Game Write Up:

Galaxies rolled into this FHL playoff game on a generational heater, 4 straight dubs, sitting top of Pool A like yeah we run this. Whole time they already clinched quarters, so lowkey playing with house money. SuperChiefs? Status uncertain but in a good position to advance.

Puck drops and Rochna immediately goes demon mode. Snags a breakaway, no help, no teammates, just pure iso ball and buries it. Unassisted. Bro said “y’all not touching this.” Galaxies up 1-0 and acting like the script already written.

Then they instantly start trolling.

Neutral zone turnover that was just nasty work, like zero awareness, and boom—Jack to Jake, easy cash, tie game. Momentum flipped in like 10 seconds. Galaxies aura took a hit right there.

And it gets worse—Adams couldn’t even show because his job said nah you’re not hooping today. Corporate really hoed them. DeMars slid in on some real one behavior after playing the game before, but the Galaxies gave him absolutely nothing. No defense, no offense, just vibes and cardio. Bro was getting hung out to dry every shift.

Game turns into a mid-off for a minute, both teams just existing, nobody really cooking, just passing the puck around like it’s a warmup skate.

Then the 3rd hits and Galaxies fully lose the plot.

Vincent crashes, grabs a rebound, flips in a backhand like it’s light work. After that the SuperChiefs go full sweat mode. Forecheck going crazy, pressure nonstop, and the Galaxies just crumble. Defense collapsing, clears going nowhere, passes straight to the opps—it was actually hard to watch.

Chiefs stack two more like it’s nothing. Final 4-1 and it honestly felt worse than that.

Galaxies straight up sold. Sloppy, lazy, zero fundamentals, playing like they thought they could just coast because they already qualified. News flash: that’s how you get packed.

They gotta lock in heavy before quarters or they’re getting bounced quick. Like back to basics, do the little things, stop playing like it’s open skate.

They got the Bullitts next week, which is basically a vibe check. Either they tighten up and remember how to play hockey, or it’s gonna be another disasterclass.

Name#Abs?Goalie?GAPPIMGAWLT
Name#Abs?Goalie?GAPPIMGAWLT
Jack Tobiczyk13 0 2 2 0 0 0 0 0
Travis Parent3 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0
Brett Malbin30 0 0 0 0 1 1 0 0
Rob Kalinski11 1 1 2 0 0 0 0 0
John Crisi2 0 1 1 0 0 0 0 0
Chris Vincent14 1 0 1 0 0 0 0 0
Richard Lauth10 1 0 1 0 0 0 0 0
Tom Bordeau19 0 1 1 0 0 0 0 0
Patrick Coliton5 0 1 1 0 0 0 0 0
Bob Jones15 0 2 2 0 0 0 0 0
Ken Kasper7 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0
SuperChiefs Subs0 1 0 1 0 0 0 0 0

SuperChiefs Game Write Up:

The red hot galaxies were a tough matchup entering week 4 of the never ending pool play. Myself, Bradybaugh and Crisi already played earlier and it took a bit to get the legs going. We fall behind on a Rochna bway but quickly tie it up on a nice tic tac toe with 5.0 Bradybaugh tucking one past DeMars. No scoring until the 3rd period and we finally broke it open. Myself, Rich and Kalinski get on the board and are able to lock it down after that. Solid game overall and I appreciate Jake subbing in and our defense/goaltending for being strong throughout. Final pool play game next week, finally.