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November 08, 2005
Fall/Winter 05-6 : Game Five Recap
The title is misleading, for this is the fourth game I have actually played. For Game Four I was sick, but my team won, so that is good!
Unfortunately, we had our fist loss. The final score was 1-0, and embarrassingly, I was playing D when the opposing team scored the goal.
I am not really sure what I could have done to prevent it other than to have been faster. I suppose I was too deep in our offensive zone, so I wasn’t quick enough getting back out to catch the breakaway. (It was 2 on 1; my partner had been back properly.)
This was the first time I had played D in a few years. The first couple shifts were definitely rocky. I had to orient myself and remember positioning. The aforementioned goal-against was during my second shift.
Starting at my third shift, however, the old rhythm returned and I remembered how to defend. I got a bit too aggressive, however, and earned my very first career penalty. Frankly, I was shocked. I have done plenty of penalty-worthy things in the past without getting caught, but this time, it was a legit stick-stuck-in-someone-accidentally. Really. I was trying to lift her stick, it got between her legs, and she pivoted and tripped. So I was called for… tripping!
At first, I was devastated. The whole “go to the box and feel shame:” I was feeling the shame. Plus, I was afraid of the mocking that Husband would give me after the game (which actually never came.)
The rest of the game, I played fairly well. I was extra careful not to get another penalty, though my team ended up getting several. I ended up being on penalty kill a couple times and rocked it tremendously. We almost got a shorthanded goal.
During the third period, the game slowed down for me. I could anticipate where people were going, and I seemed one step ahead. Everything felt floaty and fluid. But then after a couple really successful shifts, I actually thought about how I was getting the hang of it, and of course that broke the concentration and my final shift was a disaster (but didn’t result in any goals-against!)
My captain was pleased with my performance: “You rocked, Kari!” and noted what I had: that the first couple shifts were crazy but then I got into the groove.
My guess is that they will have me play D again, even though I was the main contributor to our first loss. We’ll see!
Stats: Yeah, okay, so I have 2:00 penalty minutes for Tripping. And I am a -1 (both for the game and for the season.)
Posted by karianna at November 8, 2005 08:53 AM
Comments
You got your first penalty? Welcome to the dark side. Allow me to introduce you to Mr. McSorley, Mr. Chelios, Mr. Domi and our patron Saint, Bobby Probert.
Posted by: Prego at November 9, 2005 11:04 AM