Today’s skate-and-shoot had very few people at it, so there was a lot of ice for T and I. We started out with T skating with the puck and taking shots on goal while I poked the puck away once in a while and gave him something to worry about to keep him on his toes.
Until, that is, he announces that the score is 2-0. Well, hell, I didn’t know we were keeping score.
So the two goals he scored before that don’t count, in my opinion. Neither does the empty-netter he laid claim to after I’d been sitting on the bench catching my breath for a full minute. Which means that his 5-0 final score is inflated by three.
Yeah, I’ll give him credit for the middle two goals, because I was pushing him pretty hard there and he stayed on the puck well. For some reason, every time I sent the puck to the net it went wide to the left.
Once he was bringing the puck up the right side and I stayed with him, blocking his shot and not letting him move toward center ice. I figured once we got to the net he’d skate straight into the boards like he usually does to stop, but this time he turned into me and we went behind the net, with him still in control of the puck. It wasn’t until we got tangled up behind the net and both went down that he lost it.
Since there were only a few kids there today and most of them his size, I sent him off to join their scrimmage while I practiced skating (more on that in another post). He developed a little tactic of waiting until the crowd around the puck got tangled up, then swooping in to grab it.
