The Ottawa Senators have so far been on a remarkable playoff journey and have done so staying relatively healthy. The key to any successful team is depth. Actually, the key is winning, but the next key is depth. Who are these individuals that sit behind the scenes waiting for their chance to jump in to make a difference? We call them the Black Aces. The meaning is unknown, but I like to think that it takes its meaning from a card game where you have a black ace up your sleeve that you can pull out to surprise your opponent.
Most Black Aces will come to the rink, put in the work, and then cheer on their team during the game from the comfy confines of the press box. Unfortunately, there are a couple of trouble makers on the Senators Black Aces. They are Mark Borowiecki and Christopher Wideman. On Saturday.....they crossed a line.
It all started when Wideman decided to order a round of shots for the boys about 30 minutes till puck drop. "We can't do shots Chris, coach will kill us" said Colin White. "What coach don't know won't hurt coach, ain't that right Boro?" muttered Wideman. Boro stared straight ahead, silent and expressionless. Wideman handed him the shot and he put it back. Suddenly, he stood up and yelled "FUCK BOYS, LET'S PARTY". After hearing a rukus going on in the box beside him, Pierre Dorion decided to go and take a look. When he opened the door, he was disgusted by what he saw.
Mark Borowiecki had Steve the waiter in a headlock and Wideman was dressed like Peter Pan. "JUST WHAT IN THE FUCK....HEYYYYY" screamed Dorion as Tom Pyatt grabbed his arms and handcuffed him to the bar. "This is my team now Pierre, and don't you forget it" said Wideman. Pyatt, Boro, and Wideman started to walk out the door and Dorion screamed "YOU'LL NEVER WORK IN THIS CITY AGAIN". Wideman turned around, did a karate kick in the air, and farted at the same time. Everyone started laughing, including Dorion.
The Aces made their way to the bowels of the CTC, when Wideman had an idea. "Let's take the zamboni to Beckers to get some smokes". Boro immediately horse-collared poor Reynolds the driver and launched him over the boards head first onto the ice. The crowd gasped at the site which was followed by a loud crash as Boro drove the zamboni through the boards, glass flying everywhere. "WRONG FUCKING WAY BORO" screamed Wideman.
Police immediately converged on the scene and Wideman and Pyatt took off running into the Auto-Park. "SIR, PLEASE TURN OFF THE VEHICLE AND PUT YOUR HANDS IN THE AIR" said the sergeant. Boro did as complied and walked slowly towards the officer. "OMG I'm so sorry, what was I thinking?!?" said Boro. The sergeant started to giggle, as did the rest of the crowd. Wideman and Pyatt came out from behind the curtains clapping, and Wideman goes "Mark Borowiecki, you're on Candid Camera!" Boro raised his hands in the air and said "OMG YOU GOT ME GUYS.....but what about Pierre Dorion? Was he in on it?" The smile immediately left Wideman's face and he yelled "OH SHITTTTTTT"