Last Spring I took part in the Bob Gainey Foundation Playoff Pool and thanks to a good start by the Sharks and Pronger, my team won the whole thing. The prize? Ice time at the Bell Centre! Yesterday morning, myself and 15 friends took to the ice and played a little hockey. It was probably the greatest Sunday morning I’ve ever had. I scored a goal, the siren went off, and honestly, I felt like I just won the Stanley Cup
Instead of focusing on the Ranger’s game of Saturday night (which was quite a game), this post will be dedicated to my 8am Sunday ice time. Photos courtesy of my good friend and wonderful photographer Dallas Currow. Her fiancée was one of my teamates and Dallas served as both professional ice photographer and cheerleader. When you are done reading this, you should head over to her blog or website to check out more of her great photography.
Just before taking the ice. I’ve never skated on such a pristine surface.
Usually the rinks I play at have all kinds of water built up in the corners.
That’s me! The dressing room we were given also acts as the video review room for
visiting team’s coaches. We had to be out of there at 11:00 am sharp because
Calgary had booked the room to review some tape. Needless to say, we sabotaged the wiring
(KIDDING! I did no illegal activities)
Getting ready to jump back on the ice. Did you know that the benches
are actually very high off the ground so your feet dangle? Maybe it’s because I am not tall enough?
I don’t know though, I’m the exact same listed height as Gionta, so his feet must dangle too!
Me doing my best impression of Gorges and blocking a shot. Shot was in fact blocked and my right
thigh now has a nice welt on it. Boys shoot much harder than girls… PS check out my new RBK 7K skates. I love them.
Love this action shot, because as my friend Brian (in the black jersey) said
“we had just as many fans as the Phoenix Coyotes”
Centre ice team shot. Did we just win the Stanley Cup, or did we just get killed 7-1.
And last, but certainly not least, a group of us in front of the zamboni entrance doing our best Carey Price.
Playing at the Bell Centre was a wonderful experience, not only for the playing time, but for the privledge of seeing parts of the Bell Centre I otherwise wouldn’t have been able to see. I can’t go into too much detail, but just know, I saw things Habs fans just dream of seeing…