| This paragraph is by
Jamie |
Some quotes that could be used by the anouncer.
He got more wood on that then a 13 year old boy in a porn shop.
That went through him like a burrito from a street vendor. |
| This paragraph is by
Boups |
The Coach of the team can be Maurice, the pervert, from the first movie. He'll also moonlight as a strip club DJ. |
| This paragraph is by
moe |
He's so leaky they don't need a goalie coach, they need a plumber.
With the amount of traffic between his legs, he should declare his 5 hole a tollway and at least make some money. |
| This paragraph is by
Boups |
Is there a fireman in the house? He just got smoked!! |
| This paragraph is by
Dacoot |
During inventory at his porn shop, Maurice slips on some love gravy left by some patrons, and the mythical 3 foot dildo gets crammed straight up his ass. His players used a pitching wedge, a 2x4 and the left hand of a portegese sailor to get it out. |
| This paragraph is by
Moe |
There needs to be a mullet somewhere. Maybe the team could be the mullets and they could have a mullet as a mascot. Maybe a dream sequence where the mullet is a prophecy. And a player with a mullet tries out for the team. I don't know, all I know is there needs to be a mullet, and maybe a coconut pirate head. |
| This paragraph is by
Moe |
In the first movie the had a guy piss himself on the ice. On the same lines what if he was piss drunk the night before and had next day diarrhea. Same seen different ending. |
| This paragraph is by
Moe |
How about using men's league hockey as the setting instead of professional hockey. Slap Shot three, Return to the ice. |
| This paragraph is by
Dacoot |
How about using the halem globetrotters as a plot. Oh wait, that stupid idea was already taken |
| This paragraph is by
Boups |
How about a random shot of Mel Gibson's buttocks to keep the girls interested? |
| This paragraph is by
Jodi |
How about a random shot of Ryan Smyth's schlong to keep Jodi interested??? |
| This paragraph is by
Boups |
Due to a low budget, we'll actually use Herb's schlong... interestingly enough, he'll also be the caterer AND the one we have to bail out of jail for spitting on the other team's bench. |
| This paragraph is by
Stacy |
How about lots and lots of the Hanson Brothers and 'Old Time Hockey'. Lots of blood and senseless violence. Let the Hansons ad lib all they want!! Put some WWF wrestlers on skates as the opposition. |
| This paragraph is by
Dave |
They can start by bringing it back to Johnstown. |
| This paragraph is by
Nino |
The Hanson brothers beat the crap out of the singing group Hanson brothers during a musical show between periods! (I'd pay the $8.00 admission to see this!!) |
| This paragraph is by
Boups |
The Chiefs vs. Mystery, Alaska... and they get MVP (the monkey) on their team. |
| This paragraph is by
Boups |
Bob and Doug own part of the team. |
| This paragraph is by
Dave "the killer" charlton |
what league did you guys come from, the n'sync league?
better than the beer league
quick and pretty
actualy the ivy league it was prerecrevist
well that explains it then the full set of teeth no scars straight nose you played none contact league ey
ey ey whats the matter you carnt speak english you dumb fucking cunuck you all of you your fucking loser the only reson you were hired was to play us ok so blow me |
| This paragraph is by
Guy |
A cameo apperance from Paul Newman. The scene, He enters the dressing room soliciting "Newman's Own" salad dressing to players, convincing them that it will in fact prevent jock itch. |
| This paragraph is by
Jodi |
Let's not do the scene where Dave "the killer" charlton's ramblings get repeated 3 times in a row |
| This paragraph is by
joe |
they should have the johnstown cheifs on it cause the shmyrs are the goons |
| This paragraph is by
shaquilino |
The Hanson brothers become janitors at a high school and the hockey coach at the school gets arrested for selling fake don mattingly autograph baseballs on the internet. The coach takes temporary leave and the hanson brothers somehow convince the PTA to let them coach. Some how a brawl comes out of this. |
| This paragraph is by
Easy Eddie |
ok, for starters, as someone said before, has to be at the war memorial, they just remodeled it, so it'll be nice and pretty. Gotta have cameos from all remaining actors from the orig. Please for god sakes no baldwins, ok stephen didnt do that bad, maybe the rest of the movie, minus the hansons wonderful performance took away from baldwins job. when I heard that a slap shot 2 was made I had such a giant erection that I could barely contain it, but when I saw it, I was so dissappointed, happy that a sequel was made, but irate that it wasnt in johnstown. if any movie makers are makin a 3rd one like for real, please film in johnstown, and offer the job of head coach to paul newman, and if he accecpts make that cute hockey dhick his assistant or something.but to tell the truth, the way the origional was butchered, I dont know if a third one could be that good, but I'll pray forever, and offer my help as a hockey extra free of charge. |
| This paragraph is by
rse |
Let's put the Minnesota Nighthawks in! Make them be bought by some entrepreneur (think Emilio Esteves in The Mighty Ducks) and put back in the league as the Chiefs. Give McCracken & Ogie revenge, and something like that. And put in real hockey free agents (like Rene Corbet and Rich Parent) for players. But who for the Hansons? I don't know! |
| This paragraph is by
Tadd Bifferson |
It's a beautiful October evening when the Hanson brothers pull up to the Barqs Arena for the home opener of their NHL expansion franchise, the Seattle Chiefs.
"I can't believe we couldn't find another name sponsor for the arena. You guys know that I hate fuckin rut beer" |
| This paragraph is by
Manatee C |
Jeff whips his hair out of his face and picks up his bag and sticks. "I just hope they've got ABC in the locker room. The figure skaters are on today."
Denis Lemieux: "Zee figure skaters, no? Zey have very nice hams. Like my father's farm. Fat Christmas hams."
Dunlap shoots glance to Braden
Both shake heads
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| This paragraph is by
Tadd Bifferson |
"Hey coach" screams Dave "I ain't playing in a rink named after a fuckin rut beer". Reg Dunlap, the grizzled old hockey veteran chuckles. "It ain't named after a 'Root Beer' Hanson, we're in Seattle, lumber capital of the northwest -- it's named after the outer skin of a tree"
Hanson ponders that for a minute then says "OK then, cuz I fuckin hate stinkin rut beer" |
| This paragraph is by
Manatee C |
Dave Carlson looks up at the stadium with a gleam in his eye. "Well, bark or no bark, they better hope there's a medic on duty. I'm gonna kill someone today." Dunlap smiles and looks at him. "Dave's an animal." "DAVE'S AN ANIMAL!" the Hansons agree. |
| This paragraph is by
Tadd Bifferson |
A rotund greasy young man with pock marks the size of manhole covers patiently waits outside the players entrance clutching his "Ask me about Fisting" t-shirt. Harold's luck has never been better he thinks. I mean, the friggin Hanson brothers have just been signed, these guys are living legends based on how they use their fists - what better guys could he find to invest in his fledgling company? No men would be better, no men at all... |
| This paragraph is by
Manatee C |
"Hey, you're the Hansons, right?" Harold asked, breathing hard and fast. "You guys are fighters, right?" The Hansons flip their hair in unison and walk by the fat fan. "Wait, guys!" Harold calls after them. "I have a business proposition for you!" Steve, Jeff and Dave stop in their tracks, and turn to listen. |
| This paragraph is by
Tadd Bifferson |
Dave walks warily towards this strange looking man. "You know me and my brothers have saved a few bucks in our day eh. What type of business proposition are you proposing?"
The blood rushes to Harold's loins as he struggles with the proposal. "You guys are the shitties.. I mean You guys smell like shit.. Wait that's not what I want to say". Damnit to hell he thought, I've rehearsed this moment a million times in his head, why couldn't he get the words out?
"HANSONS - GET THE HELL IN HERE, 30 MINUTES TO GAME TIME AND YOU GUYS HAVE A LOT OF FOIL TO PUT ON" screamed coach Dunlap. The Hanson brothers hustled away.
"You guys are the shit" blurted Harold but it was too late - the brothers were gone... |
| This paragraph is by
Manatee C |
The Hansons were geared up for their game, and were adding the finishing touches. Dunlap walked by and shook his head. "The foil," he said. "Well, you're keeping the stands packed, so what the hell?'
"Game on, Coach!" Jeff blurted out. "Want some?" asked Dave. Dunlap shook his head again and walked by. As Dave was finishing wrapping his last knuckle, he felt a cold, wet sensation on his finger. A viscous substance had dropped onto his finger. He looked up, and above him, lurking in the false ceiling, was Harold, the guy who had stopped them in the hall. "Hey, gise!" he called to his brothers. "There's that fat man from the walkway! Get your sticks! Let's poke him outta the ceiling and see what he wanted!" |
| This paragraph is by
Tadd Bifferson |
Jeff grabbed his trusty Koho and with all the strength cultivated from years playing and working in the iron range of Minnesota thrust his stick through the flimsy ceiling tile in the area.
"OOOOUUUUUUUCCCCCCCHHHHHHHH" screamed Harold as he fell from the ceiling onto the damp spongy locker room floor. "Jesus H Christ, you didn't have to spear me in the fuckin balls did you?"
Just as he finished admonishing the brothers, a rotten smelling, crud crusted t-shirt emblazoned with the words "Ask Me About Fisting" wafted down from the ceiling and landed on Harold's head. Dave's eyes lit up... |
| This paragraph is by
Manatee C |
"Hey, Jeff," Dave turned to his brother. "Lookit the shirt, eh?" Jeff furrowed his brow and read the bold, white letters aloud. "Ask me about fisting. Huh. Well, what about fisting?" "Hey, you remember our rookie game in Indiana?" Dave reminisced. "Those jagoffs tried to fist us in the locker room. I think this guy wants to get fisted too." "Naaah," said Steve. "I think he said something about a business proposition." Harold beamed and nodded. "Yeah, guys. These t shirts, see, what I was wondering is if, well, I was just wanting to ask you if..." But before Harold could blurt out his business proposition, Dunlap barked, "Let's go! Game on!" The Hansons nodded, knocked their fists together, and walked out of the locker room, leaving Harold alone, with no sweaty jock straps to sniff. |
| This paragraph is by
Tadd Bifferson |
"That god-damned muslim loving Dunlap, that's twice he's had the Hanson brothers in the palm of his hand only to have it ruined - he needs a good fisting" thought Harold. As he sat on the floor of the locker room, breathing in the surprisingly intoxicating aroma of sweaty equipment and body odor Harold thought of a new way to get his message to the Hansons. Reaching into his grimy backpack Harold pulled out 3 "Ask me about Fisting" t-shirts, each slightly soiled with various food and organic stains and put one in each of the Hanson brothers locker along with a note that read:
You guys like to fist.
Meet me at Rico's after the game.
jagoffs"
Harold hurried off to prepare to meet with the Hansons, there was much work to be done...
He |
| This paragraph is by
Manatee C |
The Barq's Center was sold out, and the warm-ups went off without a fight. An air of electricity flowed through the stadium, because the Seattle Chief's biggest rivals, the San Fransisco Rolling Manatees, were on the ice. The Hanson Trio was the first line out, and Harold thought this would be a great way to get their attention. As they took the ice, Harold positioned himself behind the Rolling Manatee's net. He then unfurled a banner, stretching the length of two plexiglass panels, which read, "ASK ME ABOUT FISTING!" Jeff glanced up at the net from the blue line as he raised his stick to blast the puck, but seeing Harold and his banner, he glanced away from the net, and his shot went wide. "What in the hell does this guy want," he wondered to himself. His brothers also saw Harold, and all three put on the brakes and just stared at the pitiful fat man who insisted on them wanting to ask him about fisting. |
| This paragraph is by
Tadd Bifferson |
"Hey you fat jack-ass, get that banner outta my way or I'LL teach YOU about fisting" yelled a huge guy from the seats in section A-10 directly behind Harold. Harold, suddenly realized that not only were the Hansons staring at him and his sign but the entire capacity crowd in the Barqs arena were staring at him as well. A nervousness unlike anything he had ever experienced overcame his whole body, he was literally in a trance-like state until he heard a little girl shriek "LOOK DADDY, THAT FAT GUY JUST PEED HIS PANTS". Harold looked down at the puddle pooling at his feet and quickly rolled his sign up and ran into the mezzanine. "It's only the first period - those stupid brothers will surely get into a major fight before the game finishes, I've just got to be more ready the next time" Harold thought as he headed up to the main control room for the Jumbotron scoreboard... |
| This paragraph is by
Sam |
I think there can deffinately be a Slapshot 3. I think it made sense to make Slapshot 2 look more recent than Slapshot one. There's no dought about that because it happened in two thousand. The first one definately looked like 1975 the year it came out. When Slapshot 3 is made, I think the Charlestown Chiefs should become an expansion team in the NHL. Same Coach Jesse Dage, and Same Characters from Slapshot One. But add some new Hockey Playing Characters as well. In this one the team finally plays up the the Hanson's expectations. They score, check, and defend when they need to. They turn their season around when their in a slump and later on win the stanley cup with a 4-3 rally. |
| This paragraph is by
Sam |
Whoever Said it I'm with you on The Hansons who own the Chiefs according to the end of Slap Shot 2. They should. They should come to an agreement with the NHL about starting an expansion team the Seattle Chiefs. It should be a much longer movie as well. It should be so much more funny. So much more funny swearing. And quiete a bit more nudity as well. It should definitely make the theatres unlike the second one. |
| This paragraph is by
Sam |
Whoever Said it I'm with you on The Hansons who own the Chiefs according to the end of Slap Shot 2. They should. They should come to an agreement with the NHL about starting an expansion team the Seattle Chiefs. It should be a much longer movie as well. It should be so much more funny. So much more funny swearing. And quiete a bit more nudity as well. It should definitely make the theatres unlike the second one. |
| This paragraph is by
Phil |
I agree with Dave, not much has changed in downtown Jtown since the original movie. Bring it back. |
| This paragraph is by
Sam |
Am I right? Or am I wrong? I don't see how the computer could be lying when I saw a movie poster online. I typed Slapshot 3 when loging on www.google.com. And I clicked on a link. That link showed me that there is a Slapshot 3 now. The movie poster had Chris Mcalphine in a white Charlstown Chiefs jersey. It said on it Slapshot 3 featuring Chris Mcalphine. It also said it's available at a store near you. |
| This paragraph is by
Sam |
Is it true that there is a Slapshot 3 right now. I read that there is by searching Slapshot 3 on Google.com. I saw a movie poster saying Slapshot 3 with Chris Mcalphine. He was wearing a Charlstown Chieves jersey. It also said it's available at a store near you. |
| This paragraph is by
Sam |
I read that there's a Slapshot 3 with Chris Mcalphine. |
| This paragraph is by
Sam |
It is actually Chris Mcalpine |
| This paragraph is by
Sam |
I think there should be a part in the movie where former Chiefs coach Reggie Dunlov played by P. Newman is announced on the speaker that he's in the stance to see the NHL Chiefs play hockey. And he's looking now pretty old compared to the 1977 Charlestown Chiefs. |
| This paragraph is by
Boups |
Incredibly strenuous practices while the entire team is hungover. Similar
to the skating scene in "Miracle" |
| This paragraph is by
dacoot |
I think this movie should have a baseketball type of spin or barrel hockey. Basically make it so you can easily turn it into a drinking game. |
| This paragraph is by
Sam |
When I talk about NHL, I am going by the plot of the story in the end of Slap Shot 1, and mostly in Slap Shot 2. There is a lot of talk about being scouted by the NHL. The NHL is where the Chiefs need to be. They are very intense players who can take away other players momentum with very fierce battles. The Hansons now own the team according the last Slap Shot. The Chiefs all win at the end of the sequal, because it shows the Chiefs playing "Old Time Hockey" the way the Hansons say it should be played. |
