7/25/20 Korth Rebel Hockey team isn't doing much with the Virus going on. Our winter 19-20 season had horrible ending. We were in first place in all the league, not just our division. 11/1/2 = 24 points. We were in the final stages of the play off. We were in the winner bracket, our next game would have been with the team that had the same record as we did. Our only loss was to the Balrog. If we won that game, we would be in the Championship. We are hoping the County has a winter season. The other rinks are playing summer league hockey. They are under restriction, but they are playing. The County is all nervous about all the things going with the Virus. There is still a couple of months so hope all works out.
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The Korth Rebel Foundation offers people with autism, Down Syndrome, and any other cognizant developmental disability the opportunity to play ice hockey in an environment that is adapted to the level of ability at which the athletes can participate. The program is open to any player—ages 5 and older, male or female—who has the desire and physical ability to play but cannot participate in other organized youth or adult hockey programs due to their disability.
SPECIAL NEEDS HOCKEY
This is an open invitation for your child to play for an adaptive team sponsored by the Salt Lake Stars Special Needs Hockey Team. Registration is free and equipment is provided for your child to use. Many volunteers assist the kids on the ice, and we encourage all learning levels to join!
Each player will receive a Salt Lake Stars Special Needs hockey jersey customized with your child’s surname at the back and weekly ice hockey lessons.
Before your child gets on the ice, we will need the following:
UTAH WARRIOR ICE HOCKEY PROGRAM
Hockey For Veteran
The Utah Warrior Ice Hockey Program is a great program to help veterans reintegrate back into society by working as a team in a noncombat environment. Our goal is to help each other through our struggles and just have fun outside our homes.
We want to generate excitement, have something fun to look forward to, and make people feel like they are part of a team.
You know, I never been much for shoppin.
In fact, I try to stay away from town.
Except when shippin time comes, I ain't too easily found.
But the day come when I had to go. Well, I left the kids with Ma.
But before I left she asked me, "Would you pick me up a bra?"
Well, without thinkin I said, sure. How tough could that job be?
I bent down and kissed her, said, "I'll be back by three."
But when I done the things I needed to, I started to regret
Ever offerin to buy that thing. I was workin up a sweat.
I crossed the street to the ladies' shop with my hat pulled over my eyes.
I wasn't takin any chances. See, I didn't want to get recognized.
Well, I walked up to the sales clerk. I didn't hem nor haw.
Told the lady straight out, "Ma'am, I'm here to buy a bra."
From behind I heard some snickers, so I turned around to see
At least fifteen women in that store, all gawkin right at me.
"What kind would you be lookin for?" Well, I just scratched my head.
I'd only seen one kind before. "Thought bras was bras," I said.
She give me a disgusted look, said, "Sir, that's where you're wrong.
Come with me," I heard her say. And like a dog I tagged along.
She took me down this alley where them bras was on display.
I thought my jaw would hit the floor when I seen that lingerie.
They had all these different styles, shapes like I'd not seen before.
I figured I'd go crazy before I left that women's store.
They had bras you'd wear for 18 hours, bras that cross your heart,
Bras the lift and separate, and that was just the start.
Heck, they had bras that make you feel like you weren't wearin one at all,
And bras that you could train in when you start off when you're small.
Well, I finally made my mind up. I picked a black and lacy one.
I told the lady just to bag it up, and figured I was done.
But then she asked me for the size. I didn't hesitate.
I knew them measurements by heart. I said, "Six and seven eighths."
"Surely that's not right."
"Well, yes, Ma'am, I'm positive. I measured them last night."
I thought that she'd go in shock, must have took her by surprise
When I told her that my wife's bust was the same as my hat size.
"You see, that's what I used to measure with. I figured it was fair.
But if I'm wrong, I'm sorry, Ma'am." That just drew another stare.
Well, by now a crowd had gathered. They was all crackin up
When the lady asked to see my hat so she could measure for the cup.
When she finally had it figured, I gave the gal her pay.
I turned to leave the store, tipped my hat and said, "Good day."
My wife had heard the whole story before I even made it home.
You see, she'd talked to 15 women who had called her on the phone.
She was still laughin, but by then I didn't care,
Cuz now she don't ask,
and I don't shop,
for no more women's wear.
In the old west Cowboy would punch cattle all day and at night as they sit around the camp fire and after having a hardy meal. They would tell stories and some lies. Some wrote poem about the Cowboy life. The poems are also written about ranching and farming, about living on the land. There are some like Baxter Black that make a living doing Cowboy Poetry and Western Music Gathering.
I have been doing Cowboy Poetry for about 15 years. I don't write just recite.
If you like to have a Cowboy Poetry and Western Music program, please get hold of me You can email me or call me. This program is great for birthday party or a company party or family reunions. They are a fun and lots of laugher.
801 450 3614 email@example.com