Breakfast Club Session II with Laura
oops, forgot to blog from last week. It would seem that both Kirk and Todd were AWOL, so you are stuck with the view from the Laura once again.
We had a good turnout last week for the Wednesday morning class. We ended with a scrimmage, I do remember that, because we had (amazingly enough) not only a good turnout but also a good pairing mix of greens versus maroons. And, no, I did not say morons, I said maroons, as in jersey colors. Although sometimes I wonder if my performance in the drills has unfortunately earned me the title of moron. That's why we call it practice, right? Practice, practice, practice. If we had it perfect, we'd be getting paid to play hockey. I don't know about you, but I think I need to keep my day job because I'd be a very hungry hockey player if I had to feed my family based upon what I could earn playing hockey.
But that doesn't discourage me. Not in the least. The transitions drills are a good case in point. Getting that nice crisp hop so that your blade doesn't drag in the slightest... yes, definitely made some progress there. Maybe because I've spent these first few years of my limited hockey career playing defense, I have a special appreciation for a good transition. It can mean the difference between getting beat versus getting the glory for the poke-check of the gods.
The one-on-ones reinforced the need for solid defensive skills. Skate up, transition, maintain proper gap control down the lane, and then make the challenge before the player gets across the blue line. You guys who can skate fast and shoot, yeah, yeah, that's all well and good, but you're not a complete player if you can't shut down someone just like you when the tables are turned.
Actually, truth be told, I graduated to being the utility player on my women's travel team, and I have to credit that to the things we work on and try to perfect each week. That was a goal of mine -- to be the utility player. To be the player that my team could turn to and ask to have play forward or to play defense. So check that box. Now I just need to graduate to being the player they turn to for every penalty kill...
We're almost at the end of the winter session, and my registration for spring is hot off the presses. I don't know about you, but I have lots of skills that I still have yet to perfect, and I know the only way I'm going to do that is to stay dedicated to attending clinics like the Breakfast Club. So watch out, the queen of the penalty kill is coming at'cha! In the meantime, keep your head up and your eyes on the goal.
We had a good turnout last week for the Wednesday morning class. We ended with a scrimmage, I do remember that, because we had (amazingly enough) not only a good turnout but also a good pairing mix of greens versus maroons. And, no, I did not say morons, I said maroons, as in jersey colors. Although sometimes I wonder if my performance in the drills has unfortunately earned me the title of moron. That's why we call it practice, right? Practice, practice, practice. If we had it perfect, we'd be getting paid to play hockey. I don't know about you, but I think I need to keep my day job because I'd be a very hungry hockey player if I had to feed my family based upon what I could earn playing hockey.
But that doesn't discourage me. Not in the least. The transitions drills are a good case in point. Getting that nice crisp hop so that your blade doesn't drag in the slightest... yes, definitely made some progress there. Maybe because I've spent these first few years of my limited hockey career playing defense, I have a special appreciation for a good transition. It can mean the difference between getting beat versus getting the glory for the poke-check of the gods.
The one-on-ones reinforced the need for solid defensive skills. Skate up, transition, maintain proper gap control down the lane, and then make the challenge before the player gets across the blue line. You guys who can skate fast and shoot, yeah, yeah, that's all well and good, but you're not a complete player if you can't shut down someone just like you when the tables are turned.
Actually, truth be told, I graduated to being the utility player on my women's travel team, and I have to credit that to the things we work on and try to perfect each week. That was a goal of mine -- to be the utility player. To be the player that my team could turn to and ask to have play forward or to play defense. So check that box. Now I just need to graduate to being the player they turn to for every penalty kill...
We're almost at the end of the winter session, and my registration for spring is hot off the presses. I don't know about you, but I have lots of skills that I still have yet to perfect, and I know the only way I'm going to do that is to stay dedicated to attending clinics like the Breakfast Club. So watch out, the queen of the penalty kill is coming at'cha! In the meantime, keep your head up and your eyes on the goal.
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