Grzegorz Brzęczyszczykiewicz walked into the Raptors locker room backwards. Anything else would mean his work is done. He cannot turn his back on the ice until he walks away from it for the last time. He physically bumped into the defensemen coach, but said coach's quick thinking and quicker feet averted disaster. He asked Grzegorz to walk into the room correctly next time. Grzegorz refused, and sat down in his stall to enjoy a plastic cup of blueberry yogurt. He ate only the yogurt, not the plastic cup, but followed that up with a dessert that looked like an oreo. Upon closer inspection, it was the cream center removed from an oreo and placed between two oreo-sized strips of vulcanized rubber.
"What?" The goalie demanded of the appalled coach while chewing on the rubber abomination. "It's a puckie."
The coach thanked every saint in Heaven that he was not a goalie coach while he left the room. Goodness knows what further horrors the future holds for the Raptors and their coaching staff, but the new tendie is in town. And he likes the taste of rubber.