Disclaimer: This is a rant about covid. If you live in an American State or some nation that is open for business as usual, please don’t comment here with a political agenda. You can comment if you want, but think twice before you hit publish if you’re going to tell me how you had a steak dinner in a restaurant or went to a party at some club or how all your stores are not going out of business because they are all open and functioning as normal. I don’t give a flying
fuck crap which way you lean in terms of your political orientation or covid and I don’t want to engage, or have my readers engage, in a political pissing contest on my platform. Please and thank you. I’m just ranting here to get the unfairness of all this crap out of my system. #SorryNotSorry
My email exploded. There’s a bunch of messages coming through from the hockey manager. My teenager, who is 15, has played competitive hockey since the age of 4. This is probably his third last year of playing competitive – after he graduates from grade 12 (he’s in grade 10) he will probably be done. Unfortunately, this year has been nothing short of a clusterfuck.
For obvious reasons.
But here’s the thing.
Continue reading “Detouring with a little rant”
This Saturday morning in September promises to be hot and sunny. Perfect weather for baseball.
One kid took off with her dad to play the first of at least two, maybe three games this weekend. They left about 25 minutes before I did with the other kid.
Her baseball team starts playoffs this morning, and her diamond is slightly further away than her brother’s.
My son plays his last regular season game today. His playoffs start next weekend.
As I type this I’m sitting in my baseball chair, without coffee, at 8:55 am at my son’s diamond.
It’s already hot, but not unpleasant (yet).
I have to pee.
Continue reading “Sport parenting in crossover season: baseball and hockey”
Tuesday is usually my favorite day of the week.
This morning however started off not so good. Actually, the grief carried over from last night, but I’ll spare you the issues.
I’m determined to get my Tuesday back. I’m going to be happy today! Or, at least content.
I have reasons for happiness if I can let go the crappy stuff. Like these: Continue reading “Tuesday happiness”
Earlier today I wanted to talk to my son and partner at the same time.
Nothing irritates me more than constant, redundant repetition. Continue reading “Communication fails inside the family”
The other day I was at an older rink that had iffy looking water fountains, dirty bathrooms, and a long line at the snack bar. I rooted through my bag and realized I forgot to bring my water bottle.
I finally make it to the counter and ask for a bottle of water.
“$2.90”, the guy said.
I can by a case of 12 at the local No Frills for $1.88.
The mark-up is insane. Continue reading “Price mark-up at the snack bar”
You know that end of school year feeling, that ‘limping’ you do at the very end? For us here in Canada, last few weeks of school in June are exhausting in a ‘what’s the point of going’ way.
Well a similar kind of exhausting is happening right now, for many of our hockey family peers.
It’s the end of the regular season in minor hockey at the GTHL. Immediately after we play our last regular season game (I believe our 36th game for the year) we will head into playoff season.
The playoff season is when everyone will lose their collective minds. Continue reading “The last push”
…it doesn’t quite end. Not really. Because after the regular season finally concludes, there’s the playoff season, and when you get bumped out of that, you enter post-season tournaments, and after those are done, you have to go to try-outs to prepare for next season, which starts with a summer tournament in July followed by the dry-land training season which begins sometime in August….
Continue reading “When hockey season ends….”