I had a friend who
played on the high school hockey team back in the day…he was a goaltender…I
used to go with him to the local rink to watch the team practice during the
week and to some games on the weekends…as much as I loved hockey, I don’t
recall a lot about the practices themselves…or even the games…I do remember
spending quite a few hours at the rink though just hanging out…they had some delicious
microwave pizza slices there in their little snack room and I must have ate a million
of them…I don’t know if I’d have the same opinion of them now with my (ahem)
more mature palette…those were some good times though…innocent times.
