
The Vatican Cardinals hockey team prepares for a crowded intra-squad practice.
“This blog is rather like a fusion of the Baroque ‘salon’ with its well-tuned harpsichord around which polite society gathered for entertainment and edification and, on the other hand, a Wild West “saloon” with its out-of-tune piano and swinging doors, where everyone has a gun and something to say. Nevertheless, we try to point our discussions back to what it is to be Catholic in this increasingly difficult age, to love God, and how to get to heaven.” - Fr. Z

“Cross-ice” the way the little mites play…
Now remember your Eminences,
when the music stops everyone must race to sit down in one of the chairs.
The player who is left without a chair is eliminated from the game.
“Liturgical dance” break-dance session. “This is ridiculous,” says one Cardinal.
‘It looks as though two of us have just been beamed up by Scottie.’
Annuntio vobis gaudium magnum: nominationem Ludovici Cardinalis Zamboni SRE.
Salutationes omnibus.
“Oh, no. Whenever they turn on the fish-eye gravity warp setting, it makes me nauseous.”
“Offer it up.”
The Vatican version of “Duck, duck, goose”: “Cardinal, cardinal, pope!”
Singing the Vatican national anthem before the opening face-off.
Why do they need the songbooks?
The cardinals warmed up for Ash Wednesday by singing their own version:
“Ring around the rosey,
A pocket full of posies,
Ash Wednesday, Ash Wednesday
We all fall down.”
“Remember, your Eminences, when the puck is dropped, the game is on. Once you’re in my penalty box, you’re not getting out.”
Where’s Paprocki when we need him?
“Deus in adjutorium meum intende.
Domine, adjuvandum me festina.
Gloria Patri…”
“Sing of the Lord’s goodness, father of all wisdom, come to Him and bless His name….”
the rochets red, glare
. . . you do the Hokey-pokey and you turn yourself around . . . THAT’s what it’s all about!
“I need a volunteer to go convert Rowan. Please step forward if you want the job.”
Ok, your eminences, the Holy Father wants to know who ‘appropriated’ his supply of Mystic Monk coffee.
No-one may leave the room till this has been cleared up.
CURLING with CARDINALS, coming up next on CBC, your Canadian premier channel
I don’t have a caption to add-not very creative-but the ones submitted so far are pretty funny!
Red Rover, Red Rover, Send Cardinal Burke right over!
Untouchables
A man becomes preeminent, he’s expected to have enthusiasms. Enthusiasms… Enthusiasms… What are mine? What draws my admiration? What is that which gives me joy? [grabs a hockey stick] Hockey! A man stands alone on the ice. This is the time for what? For individual achievement. There he stands alone. But in the rink, what? Part of a team. Teamwork…. Looks, passes, checks, hustles – part of one big team. Skates himself the live-long day, Bobby Orr, Wayne Gretzky, and so on. If his team don’t cooperate… what is he? You follow me? No one! Sunny day, the stands are full of fans. What does he have to say? “I’m goin’ out there for myself. But… I get nowhere unless the team wins.”
Pelerin:
You do realize that the ones wearing red die, right?
Gentlemen! Here is the first ‘step’ in an exercise of Liturgical movements:
“Put your ‘rite’ foot in, put your ‘rite’ foot out, and shake it all about…..
Lace: it isn’t just for curtains anymore.