It wasn't tough to figure out the game, and as Wash came up on the one behind him, he charged forward for the goal.

But then the screams, Wash's shouts, the Harrubians running...it snaps Casey's attention to the commotion behind him momentarily and that leaves the robots free to take a swipe at him. It catches his shoulder and snags a fistful of his shirt, which provides time for the other one to advance on him. Casey takes a half-second to consider that the one who still has both hands free is more dangerous than the one with one hand free and takes a swing of his hockey stick.

It PLANGS off the robot's head, staggering it back, but he still can't get free of the one on his shirt and turning around to look at it is a lot more difficult than he anticipated.