I have been having a problem recently on updating my journal. I spend time thinking about what I am going to put in it, but when it comes to actually doing it, I have been slacking. Gotta turn over a new leaf.
That said, I played a pair of very tough games on Monday. The first one was a pretty bitter loss. I played a cruddy game, but I wasn’t entirely bad. The other team just skated around our defense and got some great screened shots on me. Then, at the end, my team just stopped playing. In the 90+ degree heat, my energy drained pretty fast, but I subbed in for another team the next game. That second game was a huge change from the first. I had very little energy left, so I concentrated on getting in front of the puck and that was about it. By the midpoint of the game, I had very little left to give. With about 10 minutes to go in the game, I could barely stand. All through the game, I made some key stops I was quite proud of. Suprisingly, my glove hand caught a lot of chances unlike the first game. In the end, a win.
The loss of the first game hurts though. My Bulldogs are 4-4 with 2 games to go. We still control our playoff destiny, but we have to win out in order to assure that.
It’s too bad about the Pistons losing in game 7. I know they are disappointed in the outcome. As for a game analysis, I really don’t have much to say on that since I am not a true basketball fan. However, when the horn sounded, I felt their pain nonetheless. I understand their pain as well. I have made it to 3 finals hockey games in the last 2 sessions and lost each time. Whats worse, is that I lost by one goal each time, however, I still played a solid game in each of those contests.
It is just heartbreaking….but something that makes you stronger in the long run.
It has been a tough last couple weeks in goaltending. I finally had a very solid game on Firday in a 6-2 win in the Bras division with the Fury. I followed that up with a good showing in the first dodgeball tournament at Rivertown Sports. Our team placed 2nd overall and lost in the finals to another very good team. I got a few people out here and there, but I wasn’t near as physical as some other players on the team. I did my part in contributing, and that I am proud of.
More later, I am exhausted right now. A day of dodgeball and then a nice one hour drive to my parents does that to me. I need sleep.
Last night was fustrating. I had 5 goals scored on me in ice hockey, and 4 of those goals went off me and into the net. 3 of them hit my right side of my chest protector and went in. That tells me I wasn’t keeping my arms at my side like I should be. I have to keep my arms close to my body so I don’t give up those armpit goals.
I have a ton of challenging things to accomplish at home and at work in the next few months. I get to move a server room from one location to another. I have a small computer to build for a friend. Obviously, I have hockey to play and hopefully to work toward a championship opportunity with 2-3 teams if possible. That is just the tip of the iceberg.
It is simply amazing how much I didn’t put into this journal when everything just goes right.
My Bulldogs were 3-0, but the season was young.
The Fury are 3-1, and I was playing pretty solid after a bad first game.
My ice hockey team is 1-0 and looks very solid.
Finally, Team Kontakt is struggling, but we are playing better every game against teams that have firepower to put us away.
Today I turned 33. Not a milestone age or anything. After losing both my games and watching my Bulldogs drop to 3-2, I really thought the day was pretty bad. The Pistons were losing, and I was driving home thinking about the games. Was today a wash? Not really.
Sure, the games were a bummer to lose, but every team has hot and cold streaks. We just hit a cold one today.
Sometimes the freezer door pops open and your stuff defrosts when you aren’t around.
Sometimes, bad things happen. The key to living a long and healthy life is rolling with the punches.
At the age of 33 and pretty healthy, I have a lot to look forward to. I have a healthy relationship. I have more hockey to play. More memories to make. Hopefully, a couple championships to win down the road.
On the subject of championships, the last year without winning one has taught me a valuable lesson. I can’t base my life upon winning that which doesn’t matter in the end. When I am 60, I will look back on the opportunities I had and missed. However, I will also look back at all the success I had. The successes will trump those bad things in life. They always do.