Every person has something inside them that defines them as an individual. This uniqueness can take many forms and could be visible to the outside world or quietly hidden, deep inside. Passion for something specific is often the guiding factor in developing one’s uniqueness and often in ways that were not foreseen. My love of ice hockey has changed my life in ways that I could not have imagined and has shaped my personal growth. My ability to stop a hockey puck defined me; or so I thought! I have been playing ice hockey since I was seven years old. By age ten, I knew I loved being a hockey goalie more than anything else. I dedicated my time to achieve my goal of playing at the highest level possible. Over the years, I worked extremely hard to learn my position. I took private lessons, …show more content…
Each year I got better and advanced to higher levels teams. I even got the opportunity to train with one of the greatest goaltenders ever to play the game. Right before my freshman year in high school, my family relocated back to Texas and we arrived in College Station. While there was a local hockey team, it was not at the level I was playing and the closest team was in Dallas. Twice a week, my parents drove me over three hours each way for practices after school and then we traveled virtually every weekend for games. Sometimes we played in Dallas, other times we flew to tournaments in Chicago, Detroit and Boston. The travel was exhausting and my grades suffered a little as I tried adjusting to the rigors of high school with my hockey schedule. By my sophomore
People can brake a bone walking down the street, hockey is not any different. In youth
Originally born in Moscow, Russia, I came to the United States fourteen years ago with my parents along with my unrelated brother as their newly adopted children. Transitioning to a new country can be hard, but not knowing the language is even harder. For the first few years of my life, I struggled to speak, write and read any English. Since then, I have become acclimated to the American culture and state of mind and learned English proficiently, but, lost touch with my mother tongue because I spoke minimal Russian. I have always been proud to acknowledge and tell others that I am adopted from Mother Russia. However, over the past several years my curiosity and desire to learn about my native homeland have increased significantly. My interest in the Russian language reignited last year when I overheard a Russian and Kazakh having a conversation in Russian. I soon found myself listening to anyone anywhere, who spoke Russian.
“The NHL (national hockey league) is not in the business of comforting people, they’re in the business of entertainment, and if fighting represents a way to differentiate themselves from an entertainment stand point, then fighting isn’t going anywhere” In the 2014-15 season 1,230 games were played, and out of those games 391 fights were in action. 29.91% of games had fights, 45 games had more than one fight. Taking fighting out of the game of hockey is too big of a risk. I think the fans will be disappointed and the entertainment level will go way down. In my paper I’m going to write about why fighting in hockey should stay and why people think it should also.
There are no shootouts in the playoffs. Instead the play a five on five twenty minute period. The first goal wins. If the game is tied after the first overtime it continues to a second overtime. It will keep continuing until a goal is scored.
If I could ever go back and do anything different, I would not. After I began playing for boys, I developed a new style that made me a much better goalie for my girls team. Becoming the outsider helped me learn to overcome labels and that even if people doubt you, every situation is what you make it. This Spring, I will be playing my third and final year with the boys, and the experience will never leave
Hockey is an extremely competitive sport that is based on continuous efforts between two opposing teams whose objective is to score on the opponent’s goal. Some aspects that come in to play include ice skating technique, stickhandling, and speed. However, instead of sitting back with family or friends and eating snacks while watching the hockey match. Have you thought about what truly goes on behind the scenes or how momentum can impact the players? Today we will discuss the background of the Minnesota Wild versus the Florida Panthers on February 28th, the objective and subjective aspects of the hockey match, the aftermath, and an overall reactions of the players/coach.
My whole life I have played a sport. Whether that be soccer, or lacrosse, or field hockey. Playing a sport and being a part of a team was something I always knew how to do. I always knew how to play the sport as a team and not score on your own. My lacrosse team consisted of about 18-19 girls: 6 offenders, 6 defenders, 2 goalies, and the rest were mid-fielders. My favorite position was mid-fielder, I always enjoyed playing all the part that consisted of being on the team. I loved playing both defense and offense, I liked assisting with goals and I also loved stopping goals. My travel team taught me things that I did not learn anywhere else, my team taught me the true importance of teamwork, how to be a leader, or how winning is not always the most important thing.
After thinking about failure, I remember my first year of Peewee hockey, where I had failed to make the “A” team. Every year prior to my first year in Peewees, I had always been placed on the more advanced (higher skill level) hockey team. I worked hard throughout the tryouts and thought I had a good chance to be on the Peewee “A” team. I remember waiting anxiously for the results to be posted online. After several days, the results were posted and my name was listed on the Peewee “B” team. I had failed to make the more advanced team. To this day, I still remember telling my dad that I should just quit hockey and that I just wasn’t good anymore. In this situation, I should have been more like Jim Marshall. Jim Marshall did a good job accepting
When you think of hockey, you would think of people getting in fights or skating. To even play hockey you need to skate well enough to protect yourself from other people. Theses skates are 2.9 mm or 0.115 inches thick, skating is more tiring than running and they require different muscles. You have to be tough enough to take hits, block shots, or someone hitting you with a hockey stick. The puck you play with is 1 in thick and 3 inches in diameter. You have to hit the puck with a hockey stick, the blade is 12.5
The sport of lacrosse is governed by U.S. Lacrosse. The U.S. Lacrosse rules governing allowable materials and the size and shape of women's lacrosse sticks. The different levels of sport have slightly different regulations and many of the rules are based on NCAA rules (for its acronym in English). The requirement of Lacrosse Sticks for Men and women is more or less same with slight variations in shape and size. According to the rules of U.S. Lacrosse, the stick can be made of the following materials: "composite metal alloy (the handle only), rubber, wood, gut, skin, fiberglass, nylon, plastics and other materials synthetic (the embedded metal screws may be used to fix the head to the handle).
I started playing hockey about three or four years ago, and I soon grew to love the sport. I started out at Bill’s Golfland in Rostraver, where I met my first coach, Craig Bonari. At first I played in the inhouse league, where there were four teams that played each other and then had playoffs for the
For decades, fighting in hockey has been instrumental to the identity, history and high energy that brings professional hockey fans to their feet. Supported by the players, coaches, and average fan, fighting has brought a unique dynamic to hockey that is unseen in any other sport in the world. However, fighting in hockey is one of the most debated themes in all sports. Although entertaining, some argue that the dangerous elements of fighting outweigh the benefits that it may bring to the players out on the ice or the fans sitting in the stands. Already banned in most minor hockey levels, some are advocating for fighting to be eliminated from Major Junior Hockey and professional leagues like the National
“I knew that hockey was my first love and my favorite sport by far (Mickey Lang)” Even so, at his father’s urging Mickey grew up being a multi sport athlete. In order to play hockey every fall, his dad required him to play other sports in the off season. Mickey played baseball every year through his senior year in high school and football as a freshman and sophomore in high school. More often than not, serious ice hockey players that are not in ‘hot bed’ areas like Michigan and Minnesota, find themselves leaving their original home rinks for teams in other areas of the country, in order to elevate their play.
When thinking of my activities, the first thing that comes to mind is lacrosse. Lacrosse has been a huge part of my life since the moment I picked up a stick. Lacrosse caught my attention because it was a challenge to get better daily. Throughout my whole life, lacrosse was my main passion and made me strive to get better. My freshman year of high school, I was the only freshman named to the varsity roster. The following year, the leaders of the team all graduated, so I decided it was my turn to establish myself as a leader on the team. Junior year, I was named team captain, and lead the team back into the WPIAL playoffs for the first time since my freshman year. That season, I was the team leader in both goals and assists. Also, I received
Hockey. A sport I have always loved ever since I was a kid. It was when my dad had taken me to an open ice skate when my hockey life began. I had my first pair of skates as a present when I was four years old. I never really knew of the sport at the time, but now I was able to expirence it. No one was present on the ice as I entered the rink. The cold of the ice ran down my back as I took my first steps on. The cold didn’t stop me though. As I stepped upon the ice, I had a feeling of relief. Hockey is what let me go fast. Always have I been the fastest kid in my class and hockey let me expand on what I loved to do. One stride at a time I went, until I was able to glide upon the ice. My blades of my skates sunk into the ice like a lion tearing at its prey. As the frost beat against my face, I soon realized that I was able to skate. Even though it was all fuzzy in my memory, I remember feeling all types of joy rush all throughout my body. It was the first sign of potential in hockey. It was a first omen.