Other Uses for the Hockey Rink

The other night I found myself drawn to the Boardwalk to the strains of BTO's TCB. In USO tradition, washed-up-band equals obscure hot girl, so I convinced CPT Dorsch to accompany me over there for dinner and to take in the sights.

It turns out Bachman Turner Overdrive was not in town, or if they were they were playing somewhere else and the sound was carried to me by the complicated echo chamber made by all of these corrugated tin buildings, but we decided to stay for dinner and watch the Canadians duke out the Slovakians in hockey. These people are serious. They have flags, they have jerseys, they have fans--truly we're living in a winter wonderland.

But the real action came after the game when the bomb-sniffing dogs were brought onto the rink for a little training. The YouTube video below shows one of the dogs sent to chase down a fleeing suspect, who can't run nearly fast enough.



Here you see the dog, docilely sitting on the ground as the handler pats down a suspected insurgent, followed by a verbal command to f**k his day up.





One of the two dogs we saw that night, a Belgian shepherd of some kind, was very sweet and let us pet him despite the fact that he could easily rip our throats out and roll around in our blood.