A New Beginning...

10 years ago three kids had a dream, to create a game in which niether weather conditions or parental restrictions could deny. The game was floor hockey, combining the game of hockey with the lazziness of the three freinds, Joe, Nick and Justin. This game was one to relax and laugh over. It served its purpose.

The years passed, and each player got a little better. The game spread from house to house like the chicago fire. Soon, the game became compeitive. No longer was it a game to relax to, but to flop around like a large fish on the deck of a boat. The sport became an instant classic for all.

As the highschool era approached, the game died out. It was a dark time full of video games and scumbags. One day, Joeman looked around like the Rock in "walking tall" and saw something needed to be done. Drugs and Alchlohal were taking over where good wholesome fun used to be. Floor Hockey was needed more then ever.

It started with two, Joeman and Chrisman. They battled each other for months in fierce matchups. Soon, Justin returned to the glorious sport. Kevin, Pat, and Shane soon followed. Slowly, rules and differing styles began to form. Along with Wakelee's arival the shooter mcGavin was developed. The founded father Nick came out of returement to face gagalagas (glove saves) and Peles (kicked goals). The rules and styles had changed, but the heart of the game was beating stronger