About Us

The story of Puck Plugs is the story of a happy little troublemaker named George.  He was born in Hawaii and was pretty much hell on wheels from the start. At pre-school he liked to fly around like an airplane with engines that sounded like "My Dad's a f#cking @sshole!", a phrase his Dad allegedly called the family dog. 

Then the 90's hit, and George was a little punk. Shaved head. Cut-off camo shorts. Chain wallet. When the Mighty Ducks movies came out, George found his calling. Supportive parents, who'd never even held a hockey stick before, chopped down basketball nets and taught a generation how to play roller hockey. George was hooked, until he found the sport where shooting total strangers with paintballs was encouraged. At about this time George got kicked out of his first school.

Fast forward a few years and George is getting kicked out of another school. Expelled for something he didn't do, but took it without protest just for a change of scenery. Public school was a much better fit, getting jumped by gangs of future delinquents 2 days in row because he was a smart ass but too dumb to back down from a fight.

Graduating and going off to college he went, opting for the small town of Moscow, Idaho over Seattle and Portland. After the first day of classes, George got booted from the dorms for hotboxing without the blessing of his straight-arrow roommate. Whoops! As fate would have it he ended up in an apartment near Moscow's brand new ice rink. A quick trip to Play It Again sports and George found the gospel of hockey once again.

In those 19 years George played every season (and still sucks), traveling to play pond hockey, becoming a level 3 referee (should have been a level 4, dammit Bobby!), and attending a referee training seminar in Colorado Springs. To say hockey helped keep his life on track isn't quite right, because hockey has become his life. Now he just wants to share his DIY hockey stick inventions with everyone. And maybe end up back on a beach in Hawaii...