Review: Where’s your five hole?

Last night, my wonderful colleague and deskmate at the Reflector, Kelsey and I went to see a play.

This play, on for one night only at the Jack Singer Concert Hall, is called Five Hole: Tales of Hockey Erotica. It’s a good bet to guess that this play has to do with hockey and sex.

Put on by One Yellow Rabbit and featuring music from the Rheostatics, the 90 minute production touched on gay hockey players, slutty hockey wives and using salve on your “chestnuts” to get your game back.

Much to the delight of my “date”, there were a couple of good looking Flames players and their girlfriends/wives in the audience. Unfortunately we were too far away from them to see their reactions to the exaggerate locker room talks and references to how the wives want to know the size of the new players’ cock.

I’m not entirely sure if this was the start of their cross Canada tour, but their taking the production on the road and visiting other Canadian cities that will no doubt enjoy the inside jokes on living in a culture obsessed with hockey and sex. I wonder if they’ll change the teams they talk about or make fun of depending on the city their in. I doubt Sens fans will appreciate being compared to stooped over, drooling white guys.