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Hockey- my dream, my life, my future
The rink- my home, my getaway, my sanctuary
Center-my position, my responsibility, my place
9- my reputation, my pride, my number





You have one in a million shot to make the NHL might as well be that one

if beer has never touched your lips or you have never packed a dip or dropped the mitts chances are your not a hockey player or lets just say not a very good one!!!




Smart Guys Get In Girls Heads, Nice Guys Get In Girls Hearts, Hockey Players Get In Girls Pants



Before The Game Some Guys Get Fired Up By Listening To Music, While Some Get It From The Chanting Of The Crowd, And Others Get It From The Coaches Pep-Talk, And Some Listen To Nothing At All, There Is Only One Thing That Gets Me Fired Up, The Voice Of Every Person Who Said I Was To Small To Make It, Martin St.Louis Tampa Bay Lightning

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The cockiest, dirtiest, most irresponsible group of The
athletes in the world. Will do anything?just to be able?to?tell?his teammates
a great story in the dressing room. Live the dream until they are 35 then realize they never made it. Ladies love us, guys want to be us, we are
the soul of the universe. You lace up the skates, put on the gloves, strap on the helmet, and walk on to the ice and nothing else matters. It
doesn't matter that you failed a test, your girl is being a bitch, or that you got a ticket on the way there...you're world is
absolutely perfect for the next couple hours.Here's to faceoffs, goals, assists, overtime, living on the road, cold rinks, early
mornings, breakaways, going top cheese, countless hours of practice, bag skates, puking, thousands of dollars,
dangling d-men, end to end rushes, big hits, broken twigs, new skates, packing bombs,
dropping the mits, wheelin' broads, coaches, adding the letter "y"?to the end of everyone's last name, the word "fuck", pick up, tape to
tape sauce, let downs, miracles and most of all - the game of?Hockey.?Why?
Why do we skate back and forth night after night? Skating so hard we throw up. Skating so hard your heart beat rings in your head, while your
lungs are grasping for air. Late nights, early mornings, Friday nights, Saturday evenings, broken bones, torn muscles and deep bruises. We skate through it all. Because we live off our adrenaline, because the game frees your spirit, because the party in the locker room is second to none, because you're invincible once you step on the ice, because?one shot can make you smile all night, sniping the twine, backy shelf where momma keeps the peanut butter,?the rattling of the boards, the feel of the puck, and skates carving into the ice is a rhythm to live by, because its possible to skate fast enough to leave all your worries behind. Sweat is the cologne of our accomplishment. Why?
Why would someone push themselves so hard the uneducated pussies always ask? HOUSE LEAGUE, A, AA, AAA, JR.A, OHL, WHL, US COLLEGE, NHL ... It's never been for the fucking the money, it's not for the girls, and it's not for the fame.??The Boys' play because we fucking love it ...
If you are a hockey player and you are proud to be one, pass this shit on with pride mother fucker, and let everyone know the definition of man.

The More I Train, The Quicker I Get.
The Quicker I Get, The Slower They Seem.
The Slower They Seem, The Easier The Game.
The Easier The Game, The Greater My Threat.
The Greater My Threat, The More Attention I Draw.
The More Attention I Draw, The Tighter They Play Me.
The Tighter They Play Me, The More I Train