Sunday, 18 March 2018

The Last Game of the Season

Yesterday, the Blue Team faced their Arch Nemesis, the Black Team.

This is how it all went down:

3 0
3 3
4 3
4 4
6 4
8 4
8 6
9 6
9 8

The Blue Team is Hans' team and they lost by a goal; however, it was the best game I ever had the pleasure of watching. It was like the kids had saved the best for last. It was so crazy. I think I actually jumped up and down at one point. Hans came closest to scoring his first goal. He made contact with the puck and hit it straight at the net. The Black Team's goalie kid was too good for him. Overall though, Hans had a pretty good season.

I almost missed this game. I am down to the last couple of weeks with my online course and I am only 75% done. For a few different reasons, I couldn't get any work done in the last 3-4 days. I was totally stressed out and told both Craigley and Hans that I will only be there at the game if they required some help from me. Immediately, Craigley decided to order pizza for the kids since it was the last game...and guess what?! I had to be there to receive the Pizza!!

Well, I am glad I took the time out to smell the hockey stink. OK, I am no Shakespeare; but I am sure one can infer the gist of it all.

This is the last weekend where I had to wake up early to wake up Hans and/or Craigley, and get them ready for Hockey. I am hoping to at least sleep in on Sundays starting next weekend. It has been quite the trek with tempers flaring all around. Some days the boy was crusty and some days the dad, and some days the mom lost it too. But we survived and lived to see the last game that brought it back home! It is really about working together as a team - on and off the ice.
 
In other related news, the teenager is back from spending his March Break with his grandparents, especially his grandma. They all survived as well. The teen ended his stint there by hosting a small gathering for his friends. His grandma called me a few times for some suggestions and tips, and I told her to not worry about it all or send the boy back home! She kept the boy and got the work done.
 
I sincerely hope the boys have inherited this trait of not quitting on oneself and seeing things through. Even if they don't win all the games in their lives, they would have played with heart and done their parts.
 

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