Sunday, February 21, 2010
Go Team Go! (no, please, don't go)
We are right now at this very moment getting ready for Sam's (hopefully) last hockey game. They are in the playoffs and are a pretty good team. They are playing a team today that beat them 11 to 3 earlier in the season, so I am hoping with every fiber of my being that they get beaten today, (does that sound awful?) because if they don't get beaten today, they have a very good chance of going to the State Tournament which would mean a few weeks more of hockey and a(nother) weekend-long out-of-town tournament. I am willing to do just about anything to avoid that after watching 30,000 games, driving 110,000 miles to and from practices, and dealing with my nemesis.
I am thinking of hobbling their one and only goalie. I don't want to do it because he is the sweetest kid in the world, but he's a very good goalie. If someone were to give him a minor, totally non-permanent injury that would necessitate him wearing an eye patch for the next week or so, that would be perfect. "But Coach, I thought the puck was ten feet away and then it just went in! I don't know what happened!"