I know, I know, you are nervous already....and you should be. Skills and drills. Taught by my all time hated hockey coach ever. Should make for a fantastic time. Now, Adam is very excited about the whole thing. Being new to the team, Adam is excited about everything. I'm trying to encourage this for 2 reasons....#1- I'm hoping that it will rub off on me. #2- It drives Strunk absolutely crazy. Allegra, our new L wing was also going to be there. Coming from roller hockey for 15 years, I knew. She was going to be better than me and whatever, there just isn't anything I can do about that. In the locker room is also Bryan and James and what do you know, Ricky Bobby appeared as well out of the other locker room. We might have set a record for the most people from one team at a practice.
I'd have to say, that Jeff kept the whole thing moving quite well. I was in a medium angst like mood. Mostly due to the fact that I need more skills to succeed at the drills. But hey, at least I was there. Some things went well, some things did not. Allegra looked amazing. She did mention that she is transitioning from D to wing. Did I mention that Allegra looked amazing? Something set me off. I think it was the really crap ass pass that James fed me which was about 4 feet in front of me. I made sure to flip him off for that. I know, who am I? During one drill I grittily, is that a word? tried to pass the puck 3 times, got it stolen and recovered it all 3 times, ended up passing in front of the goal, got it back and shot on goal. Yep, it glanced off a skate and went in. I gave a small celebratory cheer. I'm struggling people, I needed something.
Then we divided into whites/darks to play a scrimmage. I ended up with James, Adam, Bryan and Ricky Bobby. I played a little Rwing to start and then it was Lwing for the next couple of times. So the third time out, I'm in the D zone on the correct side and in the correct place. The hardest part about this whole switch is knowing where to go. I keep wanting to go to the D placement, not the wing. So I'm surveying the action, I'm moving, not staying stationary. Looking for passing lanes. Covering the D when they end up with the puck. All of a sudden, all I can hear is yelling.
Now, I'm tired, I'm cranky, I'm feeling awkward and now someone is yelling at me. It is Bryan. This is the same exact douche bag who made Jordan's life a living hell last season. He yelled at him from the bench constantly. My fear in switching to wing was that this would be my fate. Picked on and made to feel dumb because I'm out of my element. Something in me snapped. I can brave a lot of things, but a bunch of things combined will best me. They will.
As Bryan is yelling, "Cover the point, Kristin....cover the point!" I left the scrimmage and skated over to the bench. Now, here it comes. If you are sensitive, please fast forward. "Who is yelling at me?" I asked. I knew who it was, but wanted to be fair. Bryan looks at me and says, "It was me." Game on. "Shut the fuck up!" "You need to shut the fuck up, because I can't play when you are yelling at me." I know. I instantly achieved bitch status. Let me just say that I believe that I was sticking up for myself--not being a bitch. Bryan looked shocked. "Well, I was just trying to help." and in the heat of the moment, I think I said it again. "Just shut the fuck up!" Then I went to the other side of the bench, as the practice was now over.
James and Adam just looked at me. James asked me if I was ok. Not quite sure, but I think I said yes. So we are all in the same locker room. Awkward. When Bryan comes over, he tries to apologize. "I didn't mean to offend you." And I said to him, "I'm not going to spend all season being harassed like Jordan was" And that is how that cookie crumbled.
Yep, I'm sure that Pete will replace me now. He told me today that he has someone waiting. Sure, it was probably over the top, but just how much bullshit am I supposed to put up with? I'm angry. I'm really, really angry and everything just seems to be adding to it right now.
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