Chelsea hockey faced…uh…well, it’s complicated. The team they played was an amalgamation of Lincoln, Belleville, and Willow Run. What would you call that? Bellecoln Run? Linlowville? Eh. I prefer to call it Hockey Frankenstein.

Hockey Frankenstein was undermanned. The game wasn’t close.

Remember how I said the game wasn’t close? Here’s visual evidence:

That’s the shot chart from the first period. Chelsea’s shots on goal are on the left; Hockey Frankenstein’s shots are on the right.

Later in the game, Jacob found himself with the puck and open ice through to the goalie.

He set up his shot…

…and put the puck in the net.

Chelsea won the mercy-shortened game.