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Score was 2–2. Sudden death. Jen’s winger broke free on a breakaway. Marcus, out of options, leaned over and blew on the puck. It rolled left, hit a crack in the table, and slid—agonizingly slow—into his own net again.

Not with fists. With tiny plastic sticks and a rattling metal puck. table hockey hijinks mofos

Their sticks crossed in a duel so intense they accidentally tied the metal rods into a knot. For thirty seconds, they just spun in angry little circles, grunting like constipated sumo wrestlers, until Dave had to untangle them with a butter knife. Score was 2–2

Game on, mofos. Game on.

Then Jen whisper-screamed: “YOU JUST LOST TO PHYSICS, MOFO.” out of options

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