A Sign For What’s to Come (Hopefully)

Dear Hockey Gods,

I’m not sure what I did, but thank you. Capitals win 7-4. And without Ovechkin.

- Anna

Damn You, Hockey Gods, Damn You

Apparently, Meghan and I have done something to anger our beloved Hockey Gods, for they are showering their wrath upon us. For undisclosed reasons (they are unimportant and not of my own), our trip to Kettler Capitals Iceplex to watch the boys practice, has been cancelled. And since, as you know, my parents hate all things hockey, they are not willing to drive the forty-something minute drive to take us. Sometimes, being too lazy to get my driver’s license really comes to bite me in the ass.

Thankfully, the Convention is still next weekend, something I am so ridiculously excited for that this cannot get me down too much. And, there is always more practices in our future, especially since guilt-tripping is Meghan’s expertise.

So, if you were lookin forward to some practice updates and stories, they will have to wait for another weekend. But, believe me, Kettler has not seen the last of The Hockey Chronicles.

- Anna

EDIT:

To hopefully remedy our relationship with the Hockey Gods, Meghan and I decided a sacrifice would be the best way to get back in their favor. Meghan took the honors of the sacrifice, considering I am not allowed to touch fire after an incident with a birthday cake and nearly burning down my house…

… ’cause we’re not bitter at all …

Postscript: Ignore the mess, THC is currently ungoing a bit of revamping.

The Hockey Gods Send Their Love

While the Homework Gods have not been so nice to me (taking five AP classes was really a bad idea),  the Hockey Gods have been finally showing their graces. 

As we all know, the dates for Rookie and Veteran camp were announced on Wednesday. Meghan and I had been waiting since April to find out the dates, but when we saw them, we were horrified. Veteran camp is while Meghan’s off in Ohio (and seeing as my parents hate hockey; she’s my ride), and Rookie camp is while we are at school. Obviously, the Hockey Gods seemed to hate us.

But, things are looking up. I was sitting in Statistics on Thursday when I had an epiphany: the seventh is Labor Day! No school! Hopefully, we can go to the first day and get into a sorts of shenanigans like at Development camp *crosses fingers*. And this is not the only good news…

Today, while I was out with my mom, she kept asking me all these questions about the upcoming season (ie: when does it start, how long does the season start, bladdy blah blah), and suddenly, she tells me if I keep working hard in school, she’ll take me (and Meghan) to a few games this season! This is pretty much a big deal, considering the last game I went to was the 06 October 2007 game against Carolina.

So, thank you Hockey Gods; I hope to be hearing from you again soo.

- Anna