|Yes, that is my amazing son on the ice.|
The time came for my son to hit the ice. He quickly hopped on to the ice and began testing it out. He moved the blades from side to side as he got a feel for the unfamiliar surface under his skates. He twirled from side to side....I won't say that it looked like figure skating moves. And yes, the skates did get away from him a couple of times.
Once the horn blew, the skaters took their places. T crouched down, stick gently grazing the ice, focused look on his face, and body frozen. Tap, tap, tap went the stick. Once the puck was moved, bodies scattered. T stayed back from the pack but made his move when the puck crept closer.
My parents and I watched as he gained momentum and lost it. We giggled at how distractable children are at this age. I watched as one little boy laid on the ice and decided his time was better spent making ice angels in front of the net. Another boy tested out his checking abilities as his opponent took a shoulder. And my son held his stick in one hand while bumping fists with his teammates on the bench after a goal.
The highlight for me was when they turned on the big screen TVs. You know, the jumbo-tron like TVs that hover over the ice. Well, T caught sight of himself while skating around. He stopped mid-stride and was mesmerized that he was on the big screen. He waved teammates over...even the coach. You could read his lips from the stands...LOOK, WE'RE ON THE TV! My dad and I chuckled as the puck nestled itself between T's skates.
"T, GET THE PUCK!", I yelled from the stands.
By coincidence, his eyes traveled to mine. "I'M ON THE BIG TV!"
What can you do? I smiled, giggled, and gave a thumbs up sign. How many times are you going to be distracted by yourself on the big screen TV over hockey player ice? A once in a lifetime distractions.