Best game ever

 

My little family, as Mom calls my sister’s family, is big into hockey.

I wish I liked it more, but my eyes don’t work well enough to follow the puck.

I like going to my nephew’s and niece’s games because I like supporting them. There is little I wouldn’t do for them, even get blurry-eyed in a cold rink.

At my nephew’s game yesterday, I figured the best part would be Fame doing an up to watch the warmups. She was quite interested.

Shortly after the game started, though, the puck bounced into the corner right in front of where we were standing behind the glass. One of my nephew’s opponents skated in to retrieve it and was almost immediately smushed into the glass by someone on my nephew’s team. As the battled for the puck and the opponent took a few more checks, I realized the checkee was my sweet little nephew, who’s not so little.

It was great and hilarious. He scored in each of his other  weekend games, but this was better. I can’t follow goals, but I followed this scrum.

Oh, and I really was standing at the boards for the entire game.