Undercover goalie

They're known as Emergency Backup Goaltenders, or EBUGs, and they often have regular-guy identities and 9-to-5 jobs away from the hockey rink.  They can range in age from early 20s to early 50s [sic], are utilized much more frequently at the minor league level, and keep sharp (if anything prepares rank amateurs for professional hockey) occasionally splitting time with the third goaltender at practice, or playing in beer leagues.  The NHL needs to confirm this, but from what I've read, it seems when called upon (at least this is true in the minors), they could go in for either team.
Scott Foster, just living the dream
Last night, 36-year-old accountant Scott Foster, whose hockey career ended at Western Michigan University in 2005, lived out the childhood fantasies of accountants, former athletes, and sports fans everywhere, entering the final period of the Chicago Blackhawks-Winnipeg Jets game when the Blackhawks' second-stringer Collin Delia (filling in for Anton Forsberg, injured at a morning practice) had to leave with cramps.  Not just the last few seconds of the final period, but with 14:01 remaining.  The Blackhawks, whose season has been a disappointment, were comfortably up on the Jets at that point, but are you every really comfortable when a 36-year-old accountant enters the net?  Think of that South Park episode, when the Park County Pee Wee hockey team filled in for the Avalanche against the Red Wings, with disastrous results: http://southpark.cc.com/clips/104347/we-are-the-champions#source=473fef35-48a7-434c-afc6-207874c7f1a3:f2581e80-ed00-11e0-aca6-0026b9414f30&position=3&sort=playlist

All Foster did was make seven stops on seven shots, sealing the 6-2 victory.  Delia was credited with the win, but Foster has the forever memory of the entire Hawks crowd chanting his name.  Because he was signed on an amateur tryout contract, Foster will not even be compensated for his spotless service and (potentially permanent) 1.000 save percentage, despite the fact that two of his saves, deflecting a Dustin Byfuglien slapshot and gloving a Paul Stastny (Paul Stastny!) wrister, were big-time stops.

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