This is a continuation of the story started here.
Alright, after the fun ride into town Tim and I met Cari in the hotel and we all just kind of hung out at the hotel for a while before our first game. We finally left for the rink and we were about the first ones there from our team. We signed in and were handed our jerseys. Tim asked if they happened to have number 9 since that’s what he had worn before. They got him his 9 and I asked “While you’re at it, do you have number 7?”, so I got my number as well. Cari considered getting number 8 to make us a consecutive trio, but she stuck with number 6.
The team was quite an interesting collection of guys. There were a few from Detroit and a few from the Upper Peninsula of Michigan (the UP). After a little getting to know each other banter (but not all that much) we headed out to the ice. I was a little nervous about getting out there. Some of the guys on our team were pretty good and had played much higher levels of hockey throughout their youths–not to mention they were much closer to their youths than I am. But once we got out there, I was back on defense, I felt pretty comfortable. No one out there was so good that I felt I didn’t belong on the same ice.
The first game was a really close one. We won 3-2. I was +2 with a couple of shots. I didn’t allow a goal while I was on the ice, which is my main goal as a defenseman, so I was pretty happy with my performance.
I wish I could write more but that’s all I have in me for tonight. I tell you–something comes up every night. I wanted to go on a run and write some tonight but I had to go through a bunch of my stuff to pick out things to go to Matt and Jenny’s garage sale this weekend. Oh well, until later. Hopefully I’ll get to write tomorrow. Brian is coming into town. We were going to see Kasabian at the Fine Line but it’s been frickin’ cancelled! I’m not too happy about that.
