I don't play lacross, but possibly the greatest surprise attack of the French and Indian War was staged during a lacrosse match. Pontiac and the Chippewas completely wiped out Fort Mackinaw.
Incidentally, the French won just about every battle of consequence for nearly ten years running. They destroyed the British at every turn, but lost the war anyway, because the corruption in Montreal was so out of control. The bureaucrats stole so much that France was nearly bankrupted, and had to withdraw because they could no longer afford the war effort.
Edit: some more about lacrosse, the field of play was MUCH larger than it is in the modern game - sometimes up to a mile long - and there were up to a hundred participants in the larger matches. It was also an extremely violent game. Broken bones were commonplace, and death was not uncommon.
If you know anything about Michigan, you know that the strait at Mackinaw is an extremely strategic location, since whoever controls the strait controls all traffic to and from Lake Michigan and Lake Huron. The fort was originally a French settlement used to control the flow of goods and furs, but the British had taken over.
For the attack at Michilimackinac, Pontiac challenged the British soldiers garrisoned there to a friendly match as a gesture of peace. Since the game's participants pretty much played buck naked, with only a bit of cloth to secure their manhood, the commander of the fort figured no harm would come. What he wasn't counting on was all the women stashing weapons under their robes.
At Pontiac's signal, the women threw off their robes and threw the weapons to the men. The massacre commenced in short order. Most of the British were captured or killed. The French that were there were spared.
And now there's a state park there. And the squirrels that live there are black. 0,o
Edit2: because I'm on a roll. It's crazy when you think about travel and transportation back then. To get the cannons to Mackinaw, and these were BIG cannons, since they had to be able to shoot ships nearly five miles off, they first had to be sailed up the St Lawrence Seaway, across Lake Ontario, and then PORTAGED AROUND NIAGARA FALLS, before being loaded back onto ships and sailed across Lake Erie, then Lake Huron. that job SUCKED. I don't know about any of you all, but lugging some thousand pound chunk of iron eighty miles through the woods with nine of my closest friends is not my idea of a good time. Oh yeah, and Lake Erie is a real bitch. The whole thing is only about fifty feet deep, but that means when it storms, the waves are absolutely out of control.
I'll probably edit this again when I think of something else...
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