tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-63198095329101196802012-01-18T12:38:43.924-08:00the 'funny cause they are true' tales of a goalie mom...Sharon Wilkshttps://profiles.google.com/117832201097696807743noreply@blogger.comBlogger21100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319809532910119680.post-50966857501654105202012-01-18T11:13:00.000-08:002012-01-18T11:13:36.722-08:00<div><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-UMAC0tQoapo/TxTIOumJ6MI/AAAAAAAAAQA/fsL7WdnKBzk/share-1.png" /><br />I can tape a stick, buckle a leg pad and carry on a conversation with the coach, simultaneously. But it wasn't always that way. There was a time when strapping on pads meant 30 minutes of sweating and swearing.<br /><br />The first time my daughter ventured on the ice in pads was during a private lesson. The coach insisted that I strap everything on without his assistance. Greaat. I complied though and after that 30 minute sweaty session I produced the tightest strapped in goalie ever to grace the rink.<br /><br />It didn't take long before I realized my error. First save and she flopped to the ice face down. No worries, happens all the time. But she doesn't get up. A couple of minutes pass and she is still face down like a mini beluga whale that is stranded on a beach.<br /><br />Without hesitation the coach skates over and hoists her up by the back of her breezers and sets her on her skates. Noticing me by the glass he yells "not so tight next time mom!".<br /><br />Hmm, seems my "tighten<span id="goog_66703919"></span><span id="goog_66703920"></span>ing" was the equivalent of strapping 2 wooden boards to her legs. It was that she didn't want to get up, she COULDN'T get up!<br /><br />Not that she hasn't had other wardrobe issues. In typical goalie twitch fashion, she has had the following "problems" with her equipment and accessories:<br /><br />-Hair headbands which she claimed "squishing" her brain<br />-Wrinkly socks that impeded her skating ability<br />-Helmets that were too loose or too tight..or a combination of both in a matter of minutes<br />-A blocker that was too stiff and in a fit of diva-ness was thrown at me (don't think the goalie didn't get a good talking to after that!)<br /><br />It is common knowledge that goalies are a different breed, made worse by the fact she's a girl, so I know that more wardrobe malfunctions are in store..but guess what next year she is a second year squirt and I am not going anywhere near that locker room!</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319809532910119680-5096685750165410520?l=puckgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sharon Wilkshttps://profiles.google.com/117832201097696807743noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319809532910119680.post-83111447450581161162012-01-16T11:38:00.001-08:002012-01-16T17:13:04.808-08:00<div><p>Ha'ke fom (noun)<br>a woman who transcends normal hockey mom-dom, a mother and a fan</p><p>In honor of my daughter's squirt seaon, I am once again reminded of the obligation, dedication, utter insanity and sacrifice it takes to get through a travel hockey season. &#160;See if you recognize yourself, as I do, from the sign below:</p><p>-You haul around "rink clothes" (hoodies, boots and jeans) in the back of your car, even in 115 degree heat</p><p>-Your child doesn't have a name anymore, you refer to them by position "my goalie"</p><p>-As is turns out, YOU don't have a name anymore either...you are the "goalie's mom"</p><p>-Free time is the hour the team is on the ice practicing</p><p>-A missing person's report has been filed by one or more of your non-hockey friends during the months of &#160;August thru March</p><p>-You have formed immunities to frostbite, equipment odor and locker room bathroom humor</p><p>-You are always broke</p><p>-Ushers and security personnel at the arena know you by first name</p><p>-You have the ability to tape a stick, buckle a pad and carry on a conversation with the coach, simultaneously</p><p>-The year is blocked out in 2 distinct seasons, "hockey season" and "pre-season"</p><p>-You planned your wedding and honeymooon around tournaments</p><p>-About 1/3 of your wardrobe has some sort of a mascot on it</p><p>-You may not have driven the zamboni..but you have ridden around on one!</p><p>-Date night is at the concession stand at the rink</p><p>-You've received a HAND ADDRESSED holiday card from the minor league team in town</p><p>-Stanley Cup Finals rank as a national holiday in your household (although your boss doesn't seem to think so)</p><p>I could go on and on but hey the season is young (and long) so I will save some for next time.</p></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319809532910119680-8311144745058116116?l=puckgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sharon Wilkshttps://profiles.google.com/117832201097696807743noreply@blogger.com0