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This year will be different.
This year, we're going to win the championship, whether it kills me or not. This year, even if my defense is the problem, I'm making it my problem. Saves that I "should've had" will be had. Shots that no one has any business saving, I will have.
This year, concentration and focus are my friends, not my enemies. A whole new fitness level, both body and mind, will be attained. I will not be fatigued; I will not hang my head in
Well, it's all over.
I don't want to get in to specifics because I'm pretty upset with a few issues that occured during this game, but I will do my best.
So the game started as usual. We both came out hard and strong. The usual stuff was going on: pushing, shoving, etc. All seemed to be going well, actually. My e-mail I sent out before the game seemed to strike it home with everyone! Basically, I repeated what I had said in the game that we had won on Saturday, and
...continued.
With that epic win (Refer to "story of my life"), we've catapulted in to the finals. Oh snap! Regardless of what team we face, we get two kicks at the can, and they only get one (Double elimination format). This is great! If we lose the first one, we can evaluate our mistakes and try again.
So two teams play for the privelage to face us. Who would it be? The Badgers, aptly named, or the Penguins, a great all around team as well, without so
Well, playoffs are finally over, and boy was it an interesting ride.
So we finished spring league in 7th place. Our scoring was seriously lacking, and the defense were making simple mistakes that change games completely. Turnovers at our blue line when the puck carrier is the last man back (I hate that), defense trying for some odd reason to block the shot but not doing so and screening me instead, noone watching the slot (high, mid, or low), allowing passes through the middle of