Narrative It all started when I got on the Ice. I thought It was going to be another hockey practice...but I was wrong. This practice would end with a bloody mess. Let’s just say, I'm glad that the other catch from the other team was a doctor. My friends and I were messing around in the locker room while we were getting ready for practice. I like getting ready for hockey practice it normally is fun, or I at least just try to have fun. If we do the drill wrong, we have to skate ten laps around the rank, but the bad thing is it is an olympic rank so it is bigger then are normally rank. My team and I were warming up and shooting pucks. My friends and I were messing around while we were warming up. After about 5 minutes my coach blew the whistle, tweet! So then we all went over to the coach, and he told us all the drills we were going to do today. We were going to have to do six drills for the …show more content…
over speed is where you go to the center circle and go around it as fast as you can go. We did that for about five minutes. Then we did goal line to the blue line back, then to the red line back, then to the far blue line, back, then around the net to the same blue line, then back, then around the net to the red line back, then around the net to the blue line back. We also did a three on three scrimmage. Then we did a drill where we had to have a line on each blue line and go across the ice and pass to that line and get it back and go to shout. Then we did the breakout drill and then also go back in the zone for a three on two. Then we did a shout out, but the twist is because we have to do pushups every time we don't score. I went for my shot and I missed I went for a top shelf but went to high. So I went to do my pushups. They were hard to do on the ice. The next time I scored, but the next person scored after, so I had to do pushups, but he didn't. My coach said we can shoot the pucks around for the last five
Success is not given, it is earned. Waking up for a 5am skating practice is nobody’s ideal Wednesday morning, especially for a hormonal teenager like myself. However, satisfaction of landing a new jump or learning a new spin does not come from letting our ‘wants’ buyout our dreams. “By the time we’d finished, we were amazed at how much the book had taught us: about ourselves.” I don’t always succeed, nor do I always expect to. Throughout all the morning practices and late night workouts, failure is something I have learned from. I remember giving up on myself countless times after falling on a jump or not turning my edges properly, as if I had ‘writer's-block,’ feeling completely numb. Nevertheless, succeeding was the easy part, it was learning to grow into the 6 year old singing, confident, child again, and defeating the numbness. I have learned, along the way, people are going to try to undercut your success or take credit for your hard work. However, it is the end product that matters. It will be I who knows how to complete a program, or I who knows how to work hard. Staying focused as the athlete I am, not letting people side track me, builds the confidence to know ‘I finished the
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.
Ice hockey is a sport played on ice, often within the confines of a rink. The sport is played with two teams on skates who use sticks to shoot a puck at a net to score, only occurring when the puck gets past the goaltender. The game is played with usually five skaters on the ice, plus the goaltender. Three of these players are usually forwards, while two are defenders. This game moves at a fast pace where players are on the ice for usually 45 seconds at a time before a line change occurs, where the players on the ice come off and a new set of players go on [1]. The offensive line is on the ice to get the puck to the other team’s zone and shoot on the goaltender. The defensive line is on the ice to protect the goaltender and
There are many rules in this sport, and players have to practice a lot in order to play the game perfectly. For example, players cannot just shoot the puck from behind the red centerline across the opponent’s goal line at the opposite end of the rink. They have to use their skills and
...sprinting drills should be done before stretching but starting out slowly to not pull or strain any cold muscles. Fast contractions of the muscles will help raise the temperature of the body and prepare it for working hard and to put the body through the vigorous demands of skating. Skating drills can be “lines” which would be starting at one goal line, skating quickly (slower at first or at 50 percent of maximum speed to get warm) and stop at the other line and repeat. Short sprints can be done between lines. Such as start at the goal line, sprint to the blue line, back to the goal line, then to the half way line, then back to the goal line, spring to the opposite blue line, back to the goal line, then finally to the opposite goal line. The variations of “lines” are limitless. Variation in this exercise is important because there is never routine in a hockey game.
The coaches were feeling creative that day because they made us try all of these drills that the team has never done before. They were the kind of drills that did nothing to improve you at all, but the coaches thought differently. “This one will help you with your awareness of
He passes the puck across the ice, skating down the boards to the middle,past the blue line! He's on a breakaway! Shoots, Scores!!! Many people know about the fast paced game of hockey. A very old popular sport using wooden sticks to move a rubber disc around a large sheet of ice. Here are some interesting facts about the game of hockey that will amaze you.
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 most people hear the word hockey, they think about skating, ice, and a puck. What most people do not think about is running, the blistering heat, and a small orange ball, however, I do. That is because I play dek hockey, not ice, meaning that we run, and our season is never over. Playing hockey is my favorite thing to do, and I have so many fond memories. Some of those memories are, playing hockey at Bill’s Golfland, U.S.A. Ball Hockey Tryouts, and playing at Penn Hills Dek Hockey.
I have been involved in many activities throughout high school that have shaped me into the person I am today. These activities have exposed me to an immense group of different and diverse people. I’ve played hockey since age three, it is more than just a game. It is not only about playing hockey, it is about learning life skills that I will carry with me throughout the rest of my life. I have learned how to work as a team member no matter if things are going well or if they are not. You also build bonds between teammates throughout the years and make memories that will never be forgotten. A very big importance of the game of hockey is being able to represent my home city of White Bear Lake. Nothing is better than going out to represent our city in front of an arena
The horn blew and the game started, Dedham won the face off and is running down the field at a faster pace than I was used to. They shot the ball! I couldn’t move my stick quick enough to save it, so I threw my body in front of it and got hit right in the shoulder. It hurt a lot, but what I hadn’t realized was that it hit my shoulder and reflected ten feet away from the net where my player caught it and ran down the field and scored. The other team didn’t know what hit them. It was the half now and the score was three to nothing in our favor. Our couch told us that we needed to keep up the good work.
Today, in the 21st century, the common depiction of a hockey player is a conceited, selfish, arrogant kid caught up in his own appearance. Although in some instances this is true, in most scenarios these assumptions are not the case. Throughout my entire life I have strove to be above this common mold of hockey players, even student-athletes in that sense. Over the course of my life I have been faced with the challenge of proving myself to people, especially when I first arrived at Dexter Southfield, which has a community highly influenced by hockey. One major challenge I faced when entering the school was that I was assumed to be like the rest of my teammates, and my job was to prove to the rest of my peers that I was different than the rest.
A new coach was announced and the morale of my team was at an all-time low. At this point I decided to step up as a leader and help my team make the most out of this season. I made the decision to arrive an hour before practice and stay an hour late as an attempt to help my teammates who were new to the sport. The new coach observed how the team reacted to me, and did not understand why the team had a greater response to when I spoke to them before practice, than when the captains spoke to them during practice. He
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.
I went to the first tryout pretty scared, I didn’t know how much competition there was going to be. Once I had arrived I met some new friends and I also met other people that I already had knew. Surprisingly, there was only 6 people that came to the first tryout… that wasn’t even enough for a full team. We still went on, we did some practicing with our dribbling and shooting, we spent about an hour and half doing the same thing over and over again. I was exhausted and it was time to go home. It was around 9pm and I was tired from all the running so I decided to take a nap on the car ride. After the car ride I went up to my room, changed, and