Making The Bigs

Capter one
It was a nice summer day,nice breeze,perfect tempature, perfect just perfect. I am 8 years old and I curled my brother is occupied with hockey "What a dumb sport" I said grummbling under my own breath "I will never like that sport" I said. I relize now i spoke too soon. A year has passed and I'm 9 now, just handed in my order forms for---- hockey. It was the middle of the season I have probably 10 assistes and no goals. That game changed my life. 3rd period 3:00 minuets left tied 1-1. I am in front of their net, Mathew (our star player) has it in the corner, he passes it to me, I react to shoot the puck,....I did the post saved it but came right back to me goalie out of postion i shot it again...This time things changed. Fans cheered and I went bezerk the clock now read "away 2 home 1, 1:30 left on the clock. It was my first goal, I will always remember. More goals came as I went on to second year atom, my division it one year i will be in peewee where they can body check.