On the eve of another playoff day

I sit here still awake.  Still wondering how things are going to go tomorrow.  I am nervous as usual.  The butterflies seem to always get me right about now.  I suppose that is a good thing because I always seem to have good fortune in playoffs.

I have had so much success that I feel it is very selfish to ask for more.  How many times have I been in this situation and won my last game of the season on one or more teams?  Too many to count.  At the beginning of the year, I said if I captured my 25th championship, I would be happy.  It took me 2 seasons to acquire that and then one.

I am looking forward to tomorrow.  So much that its time for me to try to wind down and get some much needed sleep before the tournament begins tomorrow.  I hope my good fortune follows me into the rink tomorrow, just like it seems to have followed me around for the last 10 years.

Retiring my “good luck” stick

After years of playoff championships won with my Maltese graphite stick, I have finally retired it.  I took the tape off of it to give it some fresh tape.  When I did, I was greeted by a crack in the blade itself.  I just can’t trust this stick to win me anymore games.  It has run its course.  This is the 3rd ever stick I have retired.  I had two other sticks just out and out break on me and I trashed them.  Its just sad that as I look through countless playoff photos, here is this stick.  It felt really good in my hands and now, I will be looking at it down the road as a memento of championships won.

The toe of the blade was shot as well.

Another closeup of the bottom of the blade where a nice chunk is missing.  The crack goes up the middle of the paddle.

Another shot of how bad the toe looks.

I am going to miss this stick.  Lasted for many years.