Last night I walked out on my hockey team. It’s pretty rare that I walk out on something. Bad movies, boring lectures, pitifully performing sports teams, I can make it through a lot. One thing I refuse to put up with though, is a lack of effort.
It’s one thing to get beat. It’s another thing entirely to get beat when you’re putting out 150% the defensive effort as the defensemen of your team and contributing positively to your team’s offense (something our defensemen jumping up into the play was not doing).
So, after the 4th or 5th time that I (a forward) was left to be the sole man hoofing it back to defend a 2 on 1, I had reached my limit. After the goal that made it 7-5 in our opponent’s favor, I headed to the bench, slammed my stick on the boards and let the defense know exactly how I felt about their performance that night.
The response was predictably not anything that would improve my opinion of the defense that night so I quickly made my final decision and headed for the locker room to change out. About 8 minutes later I was talking to the assistant rink manager about switching teams.
Now I get to look forward to the best kind of revenge, scoring against those same defensemen.