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By John B. idan It wasn't pretty, but it got the doi ne. The Port Perry. MoJacks ran their un-defeated streak to seven games Sunday night as they clipped the Uxbridge Bruins 8-3 in Central Junior C action at the Scugog Arena. It was the second lop-sided win in a row over the struggling Bruins as the MoJacks slammed them 10- 4 Friday night in Uxbridge. There was a decent crowd on ~ hand Swnday night (considering the World Series game) and they watched as the visitors jumped into a 2-0 lead early in the first. Brian Meek beat Ian: Cooper at 2:49 and Jason Underwood put Bruins up 2-0 at 7:15 when he stole the puck from Clair Comish, ahd raced in alone with the MoJacks enjoying a two man advantage. The Molack power 'play coughed and sputtered through the first period, but the penalty killing was superb as the t ran into string of minors but aged to keep the Bruins from padding their lead. With just over two minutes left in the period, Mike Coulson was Set up by Comish on a power play and he fired a shot along the ice that beat Bruin netminder Brian Harnden cleanly. L7 Bruins went up 3-1 atthe 6:28 mark of the second on the power play as Derek Welsh's shot from well out found its way through a crowd in front of Cooper, A minute-later, Jarrett Harman took a pass from Todd Taylor and clicked on a sharp angle shot w the fois = long side that made it 3-2, Just 50 seconds later, Comjsh spun his special magic to knot the score at 3-3 as he moved heatly around a defender and fired a shot from close range. This two-goal outburst seemed to lift the MoJacks as they had allowed the Bruins to dictate the flow of the game: serambly, chippy with plenty of whistles that brought the;play to a near stand-still. 'What proved to be the: winner came at 11:02 on what looked like a fairly harmless shot by defense- man Chad Levevbre from well out. Somehow: the puck found its was behind Cooper and the MoJacks had a 4-3 lead. It was his first of the season. MoJacks picked up the tempo from this point on and out-shot Uxbridge 16-6 in the middle stan- za. Kevin Bagshaw scored a ly eight minutes into the third as he was set up Erickson and Cornish. He showed a lot of poise to hold onto the puck until Hamden hit the deck and then calmly flipped it home. The game really wasn't salted away until late in the period when MaJacks hit for three more. Erickson took a great pass from "Menzies and was in alone. to score through the pads, followed by Peter Young on a power play and Greg French in the final minute. MoJacks shut Bruins down effectively in the last two periods, allowing just 11 shots on goal,» Ian Cooper i in the nets did his. best work in the first period, com- ing 2p will some solid sips, espe. Forward Scott Erickson 'fires a goal over Uxbridge goalle Brian Harnden as the Port Perry ks ran roughshed over the visitors 83 In ciflly when the' MoJacks were ying short-handed. Both teams took 20 minors in this game that had m« han its share of pushing, shoving and sticking. There was a spirited scrap in the first period as John Lally of the - MoJacks squared off against. Chri. Winn. The refs "let them go at i just inside the Bruin blue line and they flailed away for a minute or two with some serious punches. Both these guys are tough cookies, but there was no serious damage. Call it a draw. In Uxbridge Friday night, the MoJack specialty teams were. in fine form with fous goals on the power play and one short-handed. + Forward Jim Vemon, who is off * 10 a fine start this season, clicked Joe the ba wick and aged 2 pa of * olacs ed he second period to score four goals and break this one wide open, and H¥y added three more in the third, Cornish had a pair, with two assists, Singles went to John Lally, Scott Erickson, Jarrett Harman, Peter Young and Mark McKay. i Basil Luciano faged 21 Bruin shots. For the Bruins Greg Ferraro, Trevor Low, Brian Meek and Jay Hause notched the goals. MoJacks have been on a scoring tear in their last three games with 29 goals, while giving up just nine. The team is getting great work from Scott Erickson, Peter Young and Kevin Bagshaw who are strong in the fundamentals at both ends of the rink. And coach Ken Haran is showing no hesitation in sending out rookie defensemen Gavin Cochrane and Brett Puckrin in Junlor C action Sunday night at the Scugog «Arena. It was the second win In a row over the Bruins (see story for details). pF * killing. SLAPSHOTS: As of Monday % morning, MolJacks were in first place in the Central League, one . point up on Cobourg. That may have changed Monday night as the Cougers hosted the Merchants. MoJacks are in action tonight (Tues. Oct. 29) in Bowmanville, and have a big home 'and home series coming up with the Cobourg Cougers. They host Cougers Sunday at the Scugog Arena for a 7:30 face- off and the teams will be in Cobourg Monday night (Nov. 4) for the return set. MolJacks and Cougers havé been the early season power, so these two games are mighty impor- tant for both clubs. The Little Britain Merchants' won their first game of the cam- paign Saturday night as they d d the Bruins 6-4. tough si 1 ah g penalty i a | Sports Corner It was the annual "shine up the clubs and store 'em away" weekend at the homestead. It's usually a sad day for me and I had put it off as long as possible (which is usually until Kari cracks her shins on the clubs at the bottom of the basement stairs 'and proclaims all sorts of unspeakable torment on the guy who left them there) And, this year Was io different. 'The old clubs usually sit dormant once we put the ice in at the arena, as is a busy time for me. But I don't actually "put them away" til the snow flies in the hope that through Sone eirtein Rar will It me ley 0 oud On ere SFY ire quent days es on club lovingly from the bag, memories spring to mind the previous summer's play; like the spring morning when Dad teed off and hit the ladies tee marker which wasmoughly three feet in front of hin and a foot jo the right. It proved once and for all that he will do almost anything to tee- off from the ladies tees. The ball wavelled straight up 100 feet and landed ten yards from where Dad 'was standing. When it hit the marker, the rest of the'foursome ducked because' the impact sounded like a bomb going off, The ball didn't crack, but it was left with a large scuff of red paint from the marker. Dad likes to brag that he hit the ball 50 hard, it bled. He continued to play with that same bal] until it finally found Davey Jones locker on the first hole at Crestwood. . up the a shade 100 high as the drive went down about 150 [o 3Val WoXe fol oy [oF=1 3" still had to cross that infemal creek. I hauled out the trusty ol' three-ron and took a mighty swing. The result? A topped shot. The ball bounced a few times as it headed for the creek and just when it stone and pounced over the creek. went down the embankment to the water, it hit a It was then I realized this is no ordinary ball. It has great- ness written all over it. As I swung into my. third shot (still using the three-iron, why Tuck) my left slipped and the ball took off on a line to the left heading for the bush. . As it disappeared into the foliage, those all-familiar-sounds. of a golf ball striking tite limbs reverberated across the fairway , ("choppin' wood" as Dad likes to say) As the last echo died away, my ball, "O fated one," popped out of the bush onto the fairway just 20 yards from the green. John glanced at ie, then the bush, then me again. I just smiled and did the Chi Chi Rodriguez two-step before putting Sie region, Away with 1 Stent fiouriah as if 1 had plamed the shot all the way. - John was alréady on the green in three when I discovered to my horror that the ball was nestled in among some Yools. 1 doubted I would even be able to strike the ball, let alone aim it for the pin. ra aidgred log the peonly Sk, bu Spited heck, I'll play it where it lies. Throwing caution to the wind, 1 Look Sethe wedgt 4nd gingely marked fe Dal wit mo fol: low-through. It skipped and hopped through some twigs nd leaves and made it Trae eis met 3 Satied neatly yo the flag sd dropped fio the ha been suse ¢ te ale shot, ut is wasn' lad be "You ou os made pr on + hol tht ely could ave been eight or ten," ah rae that ¥ must have a horseshoe pomp postr vos Fr We played the skins format for refreshments at the 19th, and I casually mentioned how good the first one was going to taste," knowing he would be be paying for it. So, what happened to that A couple of weeks later, Rl? ita willis Hague highway that beside the first fairway at Crestwood. There - must be a moral there somewhere, though I can't figure it out. Even the putter has had some golden moments, but the one I enjoy best didn't even take place on a golf course. Every spring, before I ever get to the links, 1 start watching golf on 'TV and this makes me long to get out on the fairways. + 'When the Masters rolls around, there I am watching the action and practise-putting into a cup on the floor. Wack, our dog (who is nothing but a glorified hamster of a mutt whose name is derived not from his personality, but from his amorous intentions towards stuffed animals) likes to chase the ball on its course to the cup. R He knows enough novi uch i, bt ul kd 1 make ure the ball knows who's boss. Now, about the incident in question, T was just aboit to putt fhe ball when 3 toi fiom the stow on TY sae me Jump and Is the putter harder than normal. As a? pln 10 ook the TV. 1 missed the ball completely. and the mutt right on the noggin with the poner He He had his yap right behind me, poised to make his run To ed bees oc Hg very is fi ave 4 ol oud Binge unl en 5 Si we pach dway, waiting for those Sisk lonews days of spring. 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