So basically I got 3 rounds. 2 of them are practice runs and the last round is the serious round. The hot guy wanted me to shout out my battle cry and I was like maaaybe. I decided to shout one in the end I got to shake the hot guys hand
the one thing I hate about loving junior hockey, every single year, is the raw pain and devastation on the losing team. whether it’s in the memorial cup final, in a league final, or even in the memorial cup semifinals, there’s always only going to be one winner.
hats off to the windsor spitfires. you guys played a hell of a series and were just as deserving champions. honestly? they were the better team. the best team in the tournament. and they all deserve to be champions tonight, and forever.
and to my dear, darling otters, you cannot be ashamed of how you played. you fought. you battled. you pulled ahead. sometimes the better team wins, and sometimes it can’t be you. you’ll always think what if. what if alex hadn’t hit that post in the dying minutes. what if you hadn’t taken so many penalties. what if you hadn’t given up the lead. I can’t imagine what you are all going through right now. but know this, that you are all going to be better off for having gone through this, and you’ve made 23 new brothers and bonds for life. thank you guys for making this season one for the memory books.