Youth writer Avonlea shares all the drama and excitment of attending her dad’s hockey tournament. (shock - stock.adobe.com )
Editors Note: Avonlea E. was a student writer in Dr. Wiedemer’s and Ms. Ireland’s class at Spangdahlem Middle School (SY 24-25). Read this middle-schooler’s experience at a hockey tournament.
My family and I were on our annual trip to Garmisch in Germany for my dad’s hockey tournament.
I love the sound of pucks swishing back and forth onto the ice, the crowds screaming, cheering and crying. When it was our second day at the hockey arena we won four out of five games so far. We were playing against a team we always beat.
So, it was seconds till the game ended and we would win either way because we were smoking them, and by the last seconds of the game we scored a point. So, of course our team was cheering, and we had cups that we could drink out of, but a section of the cup we would blow on and it makes a horn noise! And, of course, we are shaking our pom poms and signs.
Youth writer Avonlea shares all the drama and excitment of attending her dad’s hockey tournament. (modestil - stock.adobe.com)
Until the next team that we beat got annoyed. When their team ever scored, we let them shout, but our own win apparently made them really upset and they thought we were obnoxious. So, these two ladies start making drama.
One lady was screaming, “You guys need to calm down and be quiet” and the lady next to her just started crying and being like “Why are you guys so mean?”
My sister, mom and her friends were shocked.
One of my mom’s friends was saying things like, “you two are being ridiculous, sorry that you don’t know how to be good at losing because it is clear that it doesn’t happen often for you,” and we were all disagreeing with them for ten minutes.
After a couple of minutes, I just quit, but everybody just kept fighting and I left into one of the other rinks.
The next couple of days, we played in the championships.
It was against a team we never beat, and they were very aggressive, and all of the other teams disliked them.
We were a couple sets in, and we were on our second to last one and there is a humongous penalty. The other team was beating up one of our players and both of them started fighting and they both got in the penalty box for a while.
This fight was full of calling each other names!
One of our players kept saying “You’re a clown,” and a team was watching our game and they were going along with a fight and saying crazy things
“You’re a clown! The circus misses you, your makeup is smearing” It was time for them to get out.
When we were at the end of the game, we scored a point but that left us to a shootout.
A shootout is when you pick three players and one-by-one they have a chance to shoot into the goal.
Youth writer Avonlea shares all the drama and excitment of attending her dad’s hockey tournament. (industrieblick - stock.adobe.com)
The team only made one point. We had to beat them by one extra, so we got one, but then we missed the other one and left us one last chance.
We held our breaths for the longest time you could have heard the tiniest steps of a mouse. The puck swished back and forth and then…… we scored!
We won the championship and the hockey cup!
The arena was filled with joy, laughing, crying, screaming and booing.
The thing that I love about being a military child in Europe is that I get to go to all of these different places and experiences and watch my dad play hockey!
