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Well we have another season in D1 to look forward to. *sighs* The game yesterday went so badly it was unreal. First off, we only had like, 9 players to use which isn't even two full lines. Secondly, I'm the only one who has been doing hockey training since the end of the season. Sure, Steph, Julie and Leanne have been a couple of times to roller, but I'm there every week without fail. I'd imagine that the others have at least been going to the gym and stuff, but it's not the same as training for hockey. I mean, we play games in training every week which always helps so I guess I had an advantage. Not that it mattered. We got to the rink, and I don't know about anyone else, but I expected the rink to be really nice inside, like Sheffield or Nottingham, or Guildford, but we got in there and it looked like an old warehouse or something! It was really cold, and it just didn't look impressive at all. Then we got shown to the changing room. Or I should say changing rooms! They gave us these two little tiny rooms for a whole team to get changed in. It was so crap. We couldn't even have a proper teamtalk or get fired up as a team. Maybe they do it on purpose - give the away team the sucky changing rooms in the hopes of demoralising them or something. Anyway, we got on and we had a minutes silence for Bill Britton, who was the Womens League Chairman who passed away a week after the trophy weekend. Then we got the game away and we started off pretty well and it was a fairly evenly matched game, then they scored. Our goalie was screened on the shot and it ended up in the back of the net. We still believed we could come back though, then they got a second goal. It only just went over the line, but it went over and that's all that mattered. Their third goal was a pretty good one. I've played against the girl who scored it before in roller and she's much better on ice than in roller. I had a bit of a tussle in front of the net with her early on in the period, but she didn't bother me much after that. Anyway, second period...not too much happened. I hit one girl in front of her own bench, and I expected a penalty for it, but I got nothing. It was a fair hit...if we played checking hockey anyway :P. Then one girl hit Little Steph, but it was a pretty dirty hit - knee on knee. Luckily Steph was alright, but the girl didn't even get a penalty for it. The referee was seriously, seriously shit. He didn't even have a clue. The puck went into our zone and into the corner. I was chasing after it and a girl was coming after me. I looked over my shoulder and she was coming pretty fast so I sort of stopped and turned into her. My stick was between her legs and I was kind of trying to lift her up and over but she was too heavy, lol. Anyway, shew as getting pissed off coz she couldn't get to the puck so she started like, cross checking me on the head! Eventually someone come in and took the puck away and the girl slashed me one more time over my knee/thigh before skating away. I just laughed at her and told her to keep going. Then, later in the period, I got the puck and started on a breakaway coz I had a clear line in front of me. I put it past one girl, through her legs, but I'd knocked it a little too far. So, I followed it into the corner, where there was a girl trying to clear it. I kept going forward and just ploughed into thie girl, knocking her down. I nearly, nearly fell myself but managed to catch myself and balance on one leg for a few minutes. By the time I got myself back on two feet and in a position to get the puck, another Streatham player was there, but so was Lindsey from my team. The puck was free and either of them could have got it, but the referee blew the whistle. He then asked me if he could have a word. I was like 'you can but I don't know whether I'll listen'. So he starts going on how I need to calm down. He said 'You were pissing about in the corner' but he didn't get any further than that coz I was sooo pissed off. I started shouting at him saying 'she was fucking crosschecking me in the head!'. He threatened to give me ten minutes for unsportsmanlike conduct, so I shut up coz we definitley didn't need that, but I started skating away from him while he was still saying 'you were pissing about in the corner, and now you've just tripped her up, calm down'. If I tripped her, give me a penalty. Don't just talk to me about it. I didn't trip her up, I skated into her and she fell over. There's a difference. Anyway, in short, the reffing was just a farce, from beginning to end. The worst bit is, we now have to travel to Coventry next season and he has reffed there a couple of times so I'm betting we get him again. The joys. Oh yeah, another fun aspect of playing at Coventry was it got so misty, that they stopped the game and asked all the players to get on the ice and skate round to clear the mist. Twice. It was a joke. The rink is a shithole. I don't know how people have the cheek to complain about Billingham! At least we have two fully sized changing rooms and our ice doesn't mist up! Gah! It was just a horrible game to play.