I'm getting bad at updating again. Oops. Anyway...since my last entry, I have:-
- Been to the playoffs
- Played in a Vet's tournament
- Had the presentation night for Billingham
- Played in the last senior games of the season.
So. Playoffs were a disaster. We played shite on the first day against Basingstoke, who completely walked all over us. We lost 7-3. Sarah, Leanne and I scored. After the game, we got presented with our trophies for winning the league and as captain, I got to go up and collect the plaque, which was cool. The highlight though was Leanne getting MOM - her award was a towel. This is kind of an in-joke coz her gear stinks so bad. We were like "They must have known!" Second day, we played Nottingham and half of our team was hungover from the night before. I think I was the only totally sober one. But the game was much better, I really enjoyed it. Julie (our coach) said she wasn't bothered what we did as we were only playing for 3rd/4th place. So, the hits were coming out. Leanne got a few of them and got a couple of penalties. I got a couple of them and got a couple of penalties too, but only in the first period. After that I was on my best behaviour...or just hiding it from the ref really well. At one point, I had a breakaway (well kinda) and as I was skating up the boards, I just suddenly fell over. My sock had fallen down (I knew this but didn't bother fixing it) and I had kept pulling it up until I could get back to the bench. Except when I was skating on my breakaway, my sock had worked it's way down and under my skate blade, so of course I went flying. I lost the puck and everything. I couldn't even get up coz it was stuck under there so I just sat on the ice, dropped my stick and gloves and tried to get it free. The ref blew the whistle and came over to me and he goes 'Your sock fell down'. I was like 'Well, duh! I have no tape, have you got any tape?' So he said he'd find some for me and was like 'I only blew the whistle coz I knew you couldn't get up.' Which was nice of him. My friends on the bench all thought I'd hurt my knee when I didn't get up, but no, my knee was fine. Just my pride was dented, lol. Anyway, the game ended 0-0. So we went to sudden death. Five minutes later, it was still 0-0 and we headed for penalty shots. Luckily, Julie hadn't picked me as a shooter, but in hindsight, I think she should have. I think I could have scored. Our shooters were all pretty terrible. Rach had the best chance, and had the keeper beaten but she lost the puck and couldn't get her shot off properly. In the end, the little player for Nottingham who had scored the winning goal against us last time we played them scored the only penalty shot and won the game for them. They celebrated like they'd won the Stanley Cup. Our keeper, Jenny was a star. She made some really good saves and kept us in the game to the end. She deserved her MOM award (which, incidentally was also a towel but no-one made any jokes about her). ( Picture of our league winning team - complete with Nessy On A StickCollapse )
Vets tournament was class. We won. Hee! I even scored a goal that wasn't a slapshot! We got beat in our first game, which is kind of a Durham curse, but we won every other game quite comfortably. Hehe, Leanne got offered out off this weird little girl who was playing for one of the other teams. She'd had a go at me during the game and everyone thought I was gonna flip on her, but I didn't. I kept my temper and even got her to take a penalty. Leanne got sticked in the neck during this game too, but Hairy jumped in and defended her. She was alright. So all in all, it was a good day.
Not much to say about presentation evening...it was kinda boring. Not much went on that's worth talking about, it was just the usual presenting of trophies etc.
Senior games were pretty good. We played Norton first, and as usual, the refs were on their side. They got away with so many obvious penalties while we got called for things that didn't even happen! It's always the same. But, we still won. Even if it was only by one goal. I didn't get to play this game, neither did Tinner or Nichol, coz we're considered the weaker players out of the rest of the team. Which sucks, but I don't mind not getting on if it means we win. I don't wanna make a stupid mistake and be blamed for the loss. The second game against Rhinos was a decent enough game. They only had 5 players, and we had two lines and two spares, so everyone got on. I was playing with Auzzie, Serrell, Nichol & Hairy, which was a canny good line. I enjoyed it. I think I played pretty well and didn't make too many mistakes. We ended up winning 19-4 and everybody apart from me and the goalies scored. It wasn't for the want of trying that I didn't score. I even played up front during the second period (which I hate) but I still couldn't score. Nevermind. I have one goal listed next to my name for this season that I haven't scored so I'm not too bothered, lol! So we finished 3rd in the league and qualified for Nationals, which was our aim. I got to keep the trophy too, and it looks quite good on my mantlepiece.
So that's the last few weeks covered...next week, we have to playoff for promotion in ice, which means a trip to Coventry to play Streatham on Saturday. If we win that, we'll play Swindon on Sunday to determine whether or not we go up. Then on 23/24th July it's Nationals in roller, which is always a good weekend. Heh, last year I won a new hockey bag. I wonder if I'll have the same luck this year. In the meantime, I've just been pretty busy with training and following on from my last entry, a little more on Tank. This Monday, he was on the other team to me again and at one point was following me into the corner for the puck. I got there first and knocked the puck out, but Tank still followed in and he ended up like, hugging me from behind and pushing me into the wall (not hard) before skating off. It's just a little odd. But nevermind.