A Burning Desire For Hockey
Many people are drawn to many different hobbies. Ice Hockey just happened to be mine. It’s been almost twenty years since my mother and father took me Ice Skating. I was three years old. Before I move any further I would like to tell you that I come from a family that has a long history of hockey players. My grandfather on both my mothers and fathers side played hockey. I even had a grandma on my mother’s side that played field hockey in Duluth, MN. My biggest influence in the game of hockey was from my father, he and his brother played hockey for the university of Illinois. As a youth I wore my dad’s old hockey jerseys during my first few years of hockey. To say the least, I dreamed of being a professional hockey player. It wasn’t until I was playing at the high school level that I learned hockey is more than a game.
It was always expressed that hockey was a very physical and dangerous sport and it really didn’t sink in until I started playing check hockey. A hockey player usually enters this physical state of the game around the age of twelve to fourteen. As I grew older the speed of the game got faster, thus made the difficulty of the game do a180.
For me it was hockey, an exciting game that turned into a dangerous sport ev
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I feel blessed that I have the ability to play and learn the game of hockey and also feel that I can make a career playing hockey in the near future for some international hockey organizations. Although hockey has its many risks involved, the overall excitement I get from the sport definitely out-weighs the risk factor that hockey brings.
Away from the physical aspects of the game there were other sacrifices that I made when I choose to put all my time into hockey, for instance I put school and almost all parts of my social life on the back burner all the way through my second year of college. I wasn’t given the chance to get into trouble because most fellow athletes that surrounded me were seeking the same goals.
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