I went to the hockey game on Friday night, sat in my usual spot with the only other sole woman there. We talk about stuff and stuff, of course. (Gee, not a surprise?) I guess I'm just a talker....
So, first period is over and onto the ice, the pre-peewee players come. These munchkins were 4-6 years old, I'm guessing. All padded and helmeted and on skates and so wide with pads that they were wider than they were tall. Most of them spent the time out there on their rears or knees or somewhere other than their skates.
Out of the 30(!) of them, a few could really skate though.
The sad part was that the scrums in front of the goals were lots better than in the actual adult game. And the score was closer.
Hockey lady and I giggled about it the whole time.
