A Year in Hockey... I hope. Part Twenty-Three.

A great game last night... except the score part.  We lost 0-3.  I was much more comfortable on the ice last night, and was able to get in on the play much more, handling the puck on each of my shifts.  I even played on both a penalty kill and a power play.  I was on the right wing again, which I'm really enjoying.

On the penalty kill- I was on the last shift of the kill, and when the RW before me- Hermann- was out, I tried to tell the RW that came after me- Dwight- to take the shift, since I didn't think I should be on the kill.  He was way down the bench, and I before I could get his attention the other Paul told me I needed to take the shift, for the experience, so out I went.  I was only out there for about 40 seconds, and luckily they didn't score, but it was a bit nerve wracking.   

As for the game- it was a battle.  We spent way too much time in the first period in our own end, and I don't think we had a shot on goal until the end of the period.  We got our stride in the second, but kept getting called on hooking calls, so ended up a man down.  We spent two of the last three minutes of the game on the kill.  We did end up shutting them down for most of the second half of the game though, and it was an exciting game, regardless.  

Since the kids are on holiday, Sam came to the game and watched from the upper gallery.  He was able to take a few pics and even shot some video.

Our bench... I'm the third from the left.  

In our own zone.  Everyone kept yelling for the wings to watch the point, so that's where I cement myself.  

Sam got a couple of shots on one of our offensive plays- if I remember, I was able to skate the puck up the wall and was able to center it in front of the net.  No goal though... 

Up the wall in slow motion... makes it look like I can skate, even!