My dad keeps trying to jinx me as a joke, by saying "it's playoffs season, there will be a lot of scouts." but like my dear friends simi says "I don't give two flying shits" literally. I come to play, kick ass and win. And a bunch of other stuff, butt hat's just a summary. Somewhere in there you have to include "having fun" because according to house league coaches it's "the most important rule" which is kinda sad, I mean, is having fun suppose to be a rule? And who's really enjoying the game when you're loosing 10-0?
Tomorrow I also have another game, which I am excited for. But I STILL have to study for my test and complete my math homework, so I should probably get that out of the way. The key words in that sentence are: "probably" and "should" meaning I won't exactly head on tackle them at this very moment. I'm mentally preparing myself for my big game, remember?
Last night I went to watch my sisters game, which was a massive fail. They lost something like, 5-0? Not sure. I was to pre-occupied with watching all the other teams play on the other rinks. And listening to my Ipod. When we arrived I even saw my old guy friends I used to play boys hockey with! And I mean, like, A LOT of them. I didn't really want them to see me though, because they don't talk to me any more, so I kinda walked right by them while their coach was lecturing them at the boards. Oh brother, I was completely looking the other direction on PURPOSE, and I bet you they still didn't recgonize me. Then again, how could they not remember the super tall beastly girl they used to play hockey with? Escapes me.
I'll post how my games went tomorrow, and monday too. Later!
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