This weekend, Amy and I headed up to Conway, NH for the David Dore Invitational women’s hockey tournament with Mass Mayhem. Libby put the team together – it was the three of us, our friend and former coach Steph as the goalie, Dawn from the Pumas, and six women from the Quincy Fighting Squirrels team. Libby was nice enough to ask the Squirrels if we could borrow 4 jerseys so we’d all match (at my request). Because really? Who wouldn’t want to wear a Fighting Squirrels jersey?
The tournament was billed as a B/C tournament, although I’d have to say it was more of a B-/C- tournament. Lib, Amy, Dawn, and I are all C players and the Squirrels are all B players. Our team ended up as one of the two top teams at the B level, quite handily.
We played our first two games on Saturday. Game 1 saw us taking on the Tuckerman Breakaways. The game was fast and challenging; we ended up with a hard-fought 2-0 victory. I have to say, I learned a LOT about how to be an enforcer in front of the net (although I didn’t get to put it into action.) Nancy and Joanne both kept Steph from getting too banged up and I’ve got a few new tricks up my sleeve for our Storm games. In game 2, we played with Winni Ice Cats. We won again, 5-0. The game wasn’t as fast or as challenging as the first one, but OMG the team was the most polite team I’ve ever had the pleasure of playing against. Smiles, good natured compliments, and questions of “are you okay?” were flying all over the place during that game.
Sunday brought game 3 against the Wolfeboro She-Wolves. Another game, another win, this time 8-2. We didn’t realize that a 6-goal differential would bring on running time or we’d have tried to get there a lot faster in the game since we knew we’d be playing again with just one game of rest in between. Ah well.
So after those three wins, we ended up in the championship game against the Good Stellas. They’d played one of the first games on Sunday, which meant they rested for at least 5 hours before playing us. We got all of 60 minutes… Eeek! And we went out there and played the only other team in the tournament that was really good. We ended up losing that game 2-4; it was a bummer to lose but the game was clean, well-called, and fun so I’m not complaining too much. Poor Squirrels had to undress after the game, hop in their cars, drive to Marlboro, and play another game on Sunday night! (They won.) Libby, Amy, Dawn, Steph, and I all took our sweet time in getting home. I was sound asleep by 9:30 pm and didn’t get up till 7:30 this morning, and could easily have slept another 3 hours.
The organ recital:
- I took a slapshot to the inside of my right knee and have a lovely bruise that keeps getting darker and more tender.
- A winger from the She-Wolves collided with me (and I with her) in the third period of game 3. Thank god for helmets and mouthguards. (Apparently the ref commented to Steph that he didn’t expect either of us to get up after the hit, but solid protective gear will do wonders! Still, I had a few moments of seeing stars…) The same thing happened in the final game, only I saw it coming and the other girl didn’t so I was able to avoid the direct hit. She went down hard and took a few moments to get up, but seemed okay. Hope she feels okay today.
- My angry toe is angry and I will end up losing the nail. Again. Sigh.
Funny memories from the weekend:
- The toaster handle that kept breaking.
- “That’s what SHE said!”
- Toilet paper in places it ought not be.
- Betsy passing.
- Nancy taking care of that mean center on the faceoff. Don’t mess with Steph, folks, or Nancy will dump you on your ass.
- Betsy falling.
- Jean yapping at the defender who didn’t think Jean should stand in front of her goalie, with photographic evidence of the “discussion.”
- Melissa Craig scores! Melissa White scores! #88 scores! #28 scores! Someone (not Melissa Ellis) got a penalty!
I’m sure there are more, but I’m starting to fade once again so I’ll leave you with this lovely little photo of me and Amy after game 3.