My First Year Of Hockey Essay

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My first year of hockey was special. My dad successfully played hockey, and I wanted to follow in his footsteps. However, success would have to wait. Through 41 games, our team was 0-39-2. It was hardly the season I had envisioned. Our coaches kept encouraging us to work hard and give our best efforts. With our record, seemed like our efforts weren't worth much. However, our recent performances were heartening to us. Our latest 15 contests were all decided in 2 goals or less. We were seeing improvement and it energized us all. At our last tournament we finally won! I still remember the team: the Livonia Bruins. We cheered through the whole rink! Parents and players of other teams came over and celebrated with us; it was a joyous day. We talked

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