Narrative Essay: Hockey Finals

On Christmas Day, I received two tickets to the Calgary Flames versus the Vegas Golden Knights on January 30, 2018. Personally, I thought it was an amazing honor that I got to see the first meeting between the two teams ever. My mom told me that she was deciphering whether or not to choose that game or the last game of the season. After my mom told me that she picked the game that she has picked, I yapped at my mom to give me her phone to phone my grandpa. I told him that I was really grateful for him buying the tickets. He told me that he was praised to pay for my fourth NHL game. After I got off the phone with my grandpa, I informed my mom that we should leave promptly if we wanted a slim possibility of snatching a puck from a Golden Knight...

It had been a long season, many losses, but many learning moments, we were second to last in the league and only had about ten wins. The only thing we had going for us, the playoffs. We had tied the West Kent Hawks and beat two other teams 7-1 and 10-2 to make it here, and there I was. Sitting in the locker room with a blank stare and hands hanging from my chest guard, this is usually what happens before games. I was anxious to get on the ice, but neverous too, because this is how the little caesars playoffs work.

This research paper is going to discuss facts about hockey and rules of hockey and the history of hockey.

As a University of Delaware student, I will feel most comfortable with the academics and the ice hockey rink. My high school is very rigorous academically. There have been many nights where I have had a lot of homework and studying to do. Although I found it challenging, I am very organized and have become accustomed to a heavy academic workload. Therefore, I think my high school has prepared me well and I will be ready to meet the challenges at University of Delaware. When I am not hitting the books, I will be trying to hit the ice as much as I can. I have played ice hockey since I was ten years old. I love everything about the sport and have spent many hours on the ice. I had the opportunity to play in a tournament at the University of Delaware a few years ago. Although I won’t be playing Division 1 hockey, I look forward to continue skating perhaps with club or intramural level hockey.

I felt my heart racing as I imagined making the top team in the club. I knew right then and there that I was going to try out for the team as soon as I discussed it with my parents. After my parents’ approval, I went to the first tryout with high expectations and aspirations. The tryout was going well at first; my skill was evident on the ice. I was making quick passes and skating hard. I will never forget the fateful pass that happened next. I remember the play in slow motion. I passed the puck through the center ice, a precarious move, but it was intercepted by the opposing team and as a result they scored a swift goal. Groans from the other players could be heard and my heart sank. That pass would determine my fate. After the tryout, I undressed slowly replaying the pass repeatedly in my head. Coach Ruben walked out of his office with the list of players who made the team in his hand. As he posted the list on the bulletin board, all the eager players ran over, examining the list of names. I stared at at the list for what seemed like an eternity searching for my name, but it was not there. I stifled my disappointment and followed my parents out to the car. To my ten year old self, my dreams were crushed and I assumed my hockey career was over before it even

Playing hockey is a huge part of what defines me as a person. If I learned anything about growing up in Philladelphia, it would definitely be that you do not trash the hometown sports teams. In my house my dad lives and breathes Philly sports so naturally so do I. However, just watching sports was not enough for me, I had to play them too. So I tried to play soccer, baseball and run track. It was atrocious. I couldn't hit a baseball to save my life, and I wasn't fast so track and soccer didn't go well either. I was about to give up on my athletic career when the Philladelphia Flyers made the playoffs in 2010.

My heart was pounding like an elephant walking as I waited in line, although I wasn’t even really that nervous. In my head I knew it was going to be hard to make the team as a 6th grader I think that’s why I didn't get myself all worked up about it and nervous because there was a 50% chance of me making the team. In my head, I said to myself that I would love to make the team.

We passed all the security guards who all wished us good luck in our game. We finally arrived to our locker room where we all picked out a spot according to our position that we played. Our coach told us that all the defense and goalies should sit together and all the forwards should sit close. The second the team opened up their bags the raunchy stench of body odor filled the room. I set the stereo up and started playing the Rocky song that we would always listen to before every big game. The players were all dressed in our uniforms when the coach told us that he had a surprise for us. He yanked a box form the hallway and pulled out our new jerseys that he ordered for the great accomplishment. This reward reminded everyone of our unbelievable journey to the state game. Coach handed the jerseys out telling us the pride we should feel as we slip the sweater on. We had twenty minutes until the challenge when our coach ordered everyone to be quiet for his pre-game speech. He started out telling us how proud he was to be our coach and whatever happens in the next two hours he commends us. The rest of the speech was the strategy he wanted to use if we encounter any problems. In his final words the horn rang telling both the teams that it was time to take the ice.

Harry drunk so much, the alcohol controlled him.The alcohol brought a headache to him.Water was coming into his mouth.He spat it out.The more he spat it out more water came into his mouth.After awhile he vomited.Walking slowly he reached near his house.There was a hockey stick outside the gate of his house.When he saw the hockey bat, he remembered how the New Age Gang broke his right hand with the same type of hockey bat. "You are a loser. You can do nothing," said his heart.Now he angrily said, "I'm a loser? Can I do nothing? See what I do."He took the hockey stick running towards the house of his neighbor.The door bell rang into the house of his neighbor.The neighbor was Uncle Sam, his wife opened the door.

I am personally very excited to attend MASH next year and experience the many opportunities available for me and my peers. I am looking forward to participating in the field hockey program and the track and field program. I have very many good qualities and I am excited to bring them to the high school. I am a very good leader and have a ton of skill in it, I have great time management, I also make sure to give my very best in everything I do. Making sure to work hard is a must for me because it is a vital part of doing well in school. Through my many years of balancing school, sports, and music, I have gotten very good at distributing my time to the activities that need them the most, school being first. I think these skills I have developed will be very beneficial to me in my high school career.

Hockey is a fast, exciting sport played by two teams on a sheet of ice called a rink. Each team has six players on the ice, one goalie, two defensemen, two wingers, and one center man.

Today, I’m not going to miss the game. I instinctively ran through the hallways as I 've done throughout every Friday. My hockey game is always on Friday we have a match against another AA team, sometimes we lose and sometimes we win but today’s the big game, I can’t be late. While running I took two immense steps one at a time down and out the stairwell. “ Not going to be late, Not going to be late.” I just repeated this phrase in my head over and over again as I dashed out the main entrance, nudged someone and squeezed my way through the automatic door.

For more than a century, hockey historians have found that precisely tracing the sports origin is not only a difficult task but, a virtual impossibility. Therefore I can only try to deduce for myself, from the records, claims, and accounts, which are available to me, when, where, and by whom the first ice hockey was played. I’ll also discuss the early problems and obstacles that the NHL encountered. Plus I will also tell a little bit about early equipment, along with early game play and ice conditions that players encountered. Lastly, the Stanley Cup, which is the most prized and oldest sports award of the NHL. It has been won many times, by many different teams. Ice hockey is traceable to games played on fields as far back as nearly 2500

A major role in my life would definitely be sports. It is almost as if I look up to sports because I could not live without them. Sports pretty much define me as me. I love to play sports as well as watch all kinds of sports on T.V. and if I could ever go to a game and watch the players play live I would be thrilled. Basically sports define me because I am ambitious, I finish what I start, I set goals for myself, and I am a fierce competitor in which I love to win and I hate to lose. The greatest part about sports to me is living for the moment when the game is on the line and the pressure is on can you come through and make a play for your

Ever sense I was a young girl I’ve been really into physical activities. At the age of five I started skating and instantly fell in-love. At the age of six my dad enrolled me into hockey, and from that point on my life has never been the same. I’ve had numerous opportunities in sports such as: winning gold and silver for U18 Team Canada hockey, and getting a scholarship to Wisconsin University to play on the women’s hockey team. Although these moments are surreal, it is not only the moments that I remember but the mentors and teachers that I have been fortunate to meet along the way. These coaches have not only taught me the game but have also taught me life values such as: teamwork, leadership, discipline, time management and much more. Without hockey, and sports in general I don’t know where I would be today, but I do know one thing and that is without sports I wouldn’t have met all the amazing people that helped guided me towards wanting to become a physical education teacher. Sports have always been a huge part of my life, and I am blessed to have sports guide me through life. Thus, I want to become a teacher to help kids have the same opportunities that I had growing up.