Given time to reflect on ‘the punch’, Joey has a change of opinion upon a closer review of the upcoming schedule. Also, another hockey nemesis makes a cameo: the Ball Eating Bush has its eyes on Joey’s wayward tennis ball…
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Uncle
The ball-eating bush proves to be a formidable foe. When we last saw Herb, he was off to tackle the prickly fiend with a chainsaw in tow. By the time Joey makes it out to the front yard, the bush has Herb locked in a deadly chokehold like a boa constrictor. It also doesn’t seem as if the bush understands the North American expression of saying “Uncle” to submit…
Chainsaw Massacre
Herb comes up with a pretty extreme solution to deal with the Joey’s ball-eating bush problem and Joey has to think quickly to keep his mom off their trail.
Firing Squad
Joey takes on the ball-eating bush face-to-face. And now he has nine missing tennis balls instead of just one. And the ball-eating bush has indigestion.
The Ball-Eating Bush
The beast has a name! Similar to the kite-eating tree that haunted Charlie Brown, Joey has his own inanimate nemesis. The ball-eating bush is most definitely inspired by the dense, prickly, angry bush alongside my driveway growing up in small-town Ontario, Canada. I blasted many a tennis ball into that thing while playing ball hockey in my driveway and it never ceased to amaze how they would just disappear. Sometimes I’d find an old ball rather than the new one shot into the bush, but mostly I’d come up empty altogether. My parents did eventually remove the bush after I had moved away and kept a box full of the old, decaying tennis balls. I still think some of them now reside in the alternate universe with all of my left socks from the dryer…
Worst-case Scenario
Joey’s daydream sequence continues with Wayne and Mario as he resigns himself to the fate of his ‘lost’ slapshot… To a kid playing ball hockey in their driveway, finding your ball lodged in an angry, prickly bush is clearly the worst-case scenario. I’d argue you’d rather dent your garage door or break a window. Don’t @ me.
Ker-thatch!
Why pass the puck to one of arguably the two best hockey players of all-time when you can let loose with a big clapper? Cliffhanger alert: that didn’t sound like it went in the net or hit the goalie… Oh, and this is clearly an homage to the 1987 version of Team Canada.