End of Period 1: 1-0
End of Period 2: 3-1
End of Period 3: 3-2
Guess who won?!
This weekend was the playoff
weekend and was exhausting. Today, Sunday, March 25, 2018 was literally the
last day of Hockey for the 2017-2018 season. It was sweet to end the intense 6
month run on a victorious note! And I was fortunate to be part of it all.
The game was great. The best
words I overheard from one of the conveyors were that the Blue Team played like a team. That was what Craigley, as the
coach, wanted the kids to do for the last few months. This weekend, they came
through for him.
Also, Craigley detests the
Black Team's coach with a passion. I heard so much about this woman that I
created a picture of her in my mind. When I finally got to see her a few weeks
ago, I was taken aback. She could be me!
This woman is a teacher who shares her racial background with me. Since I know
that Craigley is not a racist, it must be her being a teacher that irked him?!
Craigley dislikes most teachers and he was literally squared off against one
and that too on ice which he considers sacred ground. So the victory was that
much sweeter for Craigley. The drama of
it all!
On a side note…at dinner tonight, the boys and I agreed that Craigley needs
to write a memoir on his coaching escapades. Only he can reveal why he does not
like the Black Team coach. The boys and I also made fun of it all by saying
that if his memoir was ever made into a movie, it would end with the Blue Team
coach falling in love with the Black Team coach. Well, it happens in all the clichéd
Romantic movies; so, why not?! And none of us could resist giving Craigley a
conniption!!
Aside from the adult
tantrums, the kids showed a tremendous growth in their own individual games as
well as in how they played together as a team. Hans did not score a single
goal, but he came close a couple of times toward the end. I believe he wrapped
up the season with 6 or 7 assists. And he
can't wait to get back on ice next season and play again.
Hans has also decided that he
will play soccer during off season. He realized in his own little infinite wisdom
that if he can play a sport on skates, with a stick in hand and in bulky gear,
chasing after a flat little puck, he can easily transfer the skills he has to a
great big ball on his own two feet with no bulky hindrance and his hands free.
To me, this realization itself is worth something.
The day we understand the meaning of transferable skills and expand our
horizons is a good day indeed.
I am happy for both the
father and son. They have shown growth in their own relationship as well and
totally deserved this victory today on many levels. Even though I complained on
some days, I am glad to have been part of this experience and I got to learn a
lot as well.
Noteworthy Remarks: Cheers to all the parents who make an effort and
make a difference. Keep going. The Future depends on you!
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