Man time flies…

It just amazes me how far I have come. A little over 5 and a half years ago, I was strapping on the pads for the first time to play goal. It was April 2000 and I had never skated before. I had played goal before, but without skates. Fast forward to today and I am still playing. 9 championship titles, so many playoff trips, and with either disappointment or exhilaration at the end of the season. Now, I wonder what will my last game be.

I have been thinking about what my last game would be like since Saturday afternoon. I got done playing dodgeball and my back was just killing me. My arm was sore as well, but I could really notice my back and my neck. If I felt like this after every game of hockey, it would get real old real fast. At the ripe age of 33, and hopefully at least 10-20 more years of playing ahead of me, I hope I don’t stop playing anytime soon. Besides, what would I do if I left? Play World of Warcraft, Battlefield 2, and take pictures of hockey?

There is one major reason why I went out to play hockey and that was the fact I didn’t want to be an armchair fan. I wanted to understand the game. When you play the game, you have a deeper understanding of why players do what they do. Case in point, as a goalie, I never understood why players got heated and upset while playing. As a forward, I understood that very well. Its about being put in situations and seeing how you react to them. Armchair fans never really get this part of the game. Which is why you have uninformed parents bitching at the coaches or their kids to do better when they haven’t played a minute of hockey themselves. I know that was a generalizing point and not totally accurate across the board.

I was stumbling around the Rivertown Sports website and came upon a link to another blog that I read a little bit.


Really, I just wanted to see if anything was written about her boyfriend Matt Weible who was on my Brass championship team back less than a month ago. It is always interesting to get other people’s perspectives on games you play. I know I butcher myself here, but I am brutally honest with the way I feel after a win or loss. Anyway, Kristin had a lot to say about the game and more about the party afterwards. That doesn’t suprise me either. I know I played very well in those two games. Still shows I can steal a game here or there. Still shows that I have that inner fire to keep competiting. However, playing with that team again would be something I would like to do the most. It is the memories you make with teams like that. Those memories still bring a smile to my face.

Just like the memories I made with the Zingers, Stick Heads, and Team X. There are other teams I want to remember winning a championship with, such as the Bulldogs. That will hopefully come sooner rather than later….

2 Replies to “252”

  1. If I was only 33!

    I understand exactly what you are saying. I just waited until I was 45.
    I keep saying I’m going to ease back, and play one night a week. But the thought of not playing drives me crazy, and I would be unbearable to live with. Hopefully I’ve got a few more years left in me before my body is totally shot

  2. I think that goalies can play up through their 50s or even 60s. I know a goalie who is 61 and still plays. He is a little slow getting up, but that is natural I suppose. I asked him how long he was playing and he says since he was 6. He loves the game too much to step away. He can’t play on a league, but he does play drop in a lot since he retired from his job. Drop in runs from 11am-1pm here and he goes 2-3 days a week.

    Just good to get some exercise at that age I suppose. It also has to be hard not playing to compete anymore. That is what I like doing the most right now is playing to compete. If I couldn’t cut it anymore, could I settle for just drop in? Maybe…

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