Ima Noobie walked into the Newfoundland locker room and immediately felt like Forrest Gump trying to find a seat on a bus.

"It's taken." "This locker's taken." "No, you can't use that locker. It's taken."

Finally, Noobie was able to find a locker away from the vets and next to fellow rookie Jacob Marsh. As the two rookies started getting their gear placed in their locker, Noobie was suddenly doused by a white, creamy, icky, nasty substance. From head to toe. He was covered!

In mayonnaise!

As he turned around to face his attacker, Ima Noobie slipped and fell to the floor of the locker room. The rookie was then drug to the center of the room as more of the veterans ran circles around him, dumping gobs of mayo all over him.

They completed the rookie hazing by chanting "Berserkers! Berserkers! Berserkers!"

Noobie just sat in silence in the middle of the locker room floor with mayo dripping down his face.