I have been neglecting my journal as of late.  Mostly because I haven’t felt the same since that playoff loss I suffered about 3 weeks ago with the Bulldogs.  The Who Cares final game also irked me a bit, so don’t get me wrong.  It was just a bad day all around.  I wouldn’t say I haven’t moved on because I have.  Just this coming season with all my teams were going to be rebuilding seasons for us.  The Bulldogs lost 3 key players and gained 3 new ones.  All of them are still finding their niche on the team and it may take a few games until they do.  Team Kontakt, my beginner Tin team, will be very lucky to make playoffs considering we are all still developing.  The Fury lost their first game mainly because I didn’t play very well.  The team itself should improve over time, and my play will be key on that team as the season progresses.

Tonight was another bitter pill I had to swallow as my ice hockey team lost in a shootout in the first round of the playoffs.  I played decent, but there were some goals I just had to say I should have had.  I missed some stops I just should have made, and that cost my team the game.  If I had to grade myself in ice hockey this session, it would be a C.  Flashes of brilliance, like a nice glove save I had on a 2 on 1 opportunity, but areas where I should have made a save and didn’t.  I don’t know if I am more irked about the goals I let in or the fact I lost in a OT shootout for the right to advance.  Don’t get me wrong, I am not against the shootout.  I think every regular season game should have a 5 man shootout after a 5 minute 4 on 4 OT.  However, playoffs should be 5 on 5 until someone scores.  Who actually plays that format in rec league hockey though?  No rink is going to pay for the extra ice time it takes to settle a game like that.  Anyway, I feel a little disappointed about that shootout loss.

I have been a little down on myself as of late.  I have no reason to be like that either.  What I need is something to cheer me up a bit and a little downtime away from work and even away from the rink.

Maybe this is the start of my competitiveness going away….or maybe that Wendys I had for lunch.  Maybe it is just a passing fad that will go away in a week or two.