Posted on 11/17/2013 3:33:49 PM PST by TurboZamboni
Chad Myhrer remembers the horror he felt when the Zamboni he was driving stopped on the ice at the Sanford Center in Bemidji.
"That's the first time it ever happened to me," Myhrer said. "Everyone's looking at you out there and there's not much you can do."
The unplanned stop occurred between the first and second period of a Bemidji State University men's hockey game against Alaska-Anchorage. The Zamboni stalled between the blue lines -- right on top of a painted-on advertisement for the Hampton Inn.
As it turns out, the gas line wasn't properly connected to the propane tank, which caused the machine to stall out.
It took Myhrer, Vance Balstad and the rest of the rink crew about 20 minutes to fix what had become a big gash in the ice. Play eventually resumed and no one was the wiser.
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Admit it. You were googling your own name weren’t you Tubro.
I drove a Zamboni in college. My worst fear was the last resurface, before closing, and getting the stuck while I got off to open the gate. I always dreamed I’d get to be the Zamboni driver at Madison Square Garden. Nope
We are here to cheer you.
We are out to bring you fame.
So go Bemidji Beavers,
Fight and win this game.
“Remembers the horror he felt when the Zamboni he was driving stopped on the ice”
I know. I think it’s called Zambonistopaphobia. Many therapists are trained to deal with this. They just need a bowling ball and a can of WD-40.
Nope. I get the Sunday Pioneer Press.
“Every intermission is another show time”
I’m pretty sure this is how the Rolling Stones started out. Mick standing on the Zamboni wailing, “I can’t get no.....ice on the rink.” He changed it a little.
Well I went down to my local arena. I asked to see the manager man. He came from his office and said, "Son can I help you?" I looked at him and said, "Yes you can."
'Cause I wanna drive the zamboni. I wanna drive the zamboni. (Yes I do.)
Since I was young it's been my dream to drive that there zamboni machine. I'd get that ice just as slick as could be, and all the kids would look up to me.
'Cause I wanna drive the zamboni. I wanna drive the zamboni. (Yes I do.)
The manager said, "Son, I know it looks keen, but that right there is one expensive machine. And we've got Smokey who's been driving for years." About that time, I broke down in tears.
'Cause I wanna drive the zamboni. I wanna drive the zamboni. 'Cause I wanna drive the zamboni. I wanna drive the zamboni. (Yes I do.)
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