The title of this says it all really.
I’m not really a sports girl, I always wished I was but I was just shit at them. I was crap when I was a kid and even worse when I was at secondary school. It wasn’t my jam and that’s OK. The only two I was remotely good at was swimming and rounders. But, they never got really competitive and no one liked swimming come being a teenager.
So, when our friends invited The Geek and I to come and watch our local ice hockey team it was pretty surprising that we went. For one, that we actually have a local ice hockey team and secondly, it’s not our cup of tea. But, in the spirit of our friend’s birthday we decided to go and as a 14 year old Fall Out Boy fan once told me, YOLO.
We went to go and see Telford Tigers play Bracknell Bees. FYI, I also have no idea where Bracknell is either. Our local ice hockey team is a mere 20 minute drive away and tickets to go and see them play cost around £12 each. Pretty good going for a Saturday night. Also, it didn’t involve going to a club, drinking jagerbombs and trying to get a taxi home. Another win.
Before going, my closest experience to Ice Hockey was watching How I Met Your Mother, Scrubs and the Olympics. I knew it was fast and brutal. I also knew that Perry Cox from Scrubs really loved it. But, I didn’t know how much of that was on the TV or just people being a little bit dramatic.
It was exactly what it was: fast, dramatic and brutal. I have been ice skating once in my life and clung onto the side for the whole time. This was mental skating, the players going at crazy speeds. They were smashing each other into the side and I even saw a real fight. Not even a pretend fight where there’s a couple of swear words and a few pushes. A real fight with punches and stuff.
I won’t lie to you, at first when a player got slammed into the glass, I was pretty much terrified and let out a little squeal. I genuinely only thought you collected teeth in the films or from boxing. But, I let myself get into it. If there is one thing I will say about Telford Tiger’s is that they have a crazy, mental supportive fan base. Through out the whole game, they were cheering, chanting and full on encouraging the players and they didn’t stop. From the moment the first whistle went to very last, they were on it.
That was something magical to be part of. I didn’t particularly have a clue what was going on but it was such a positive vibe to be there. All the fans varied in age: young children to people in their 60’s. Every single one of them were cheering the Tiger’s on, having a few beers and embracing this positive glow. It was pretty magical to be fair.
And yet again it proved to me that going out of your comfort zone is not always a negative thing. To be honest, embracing the things that make us think more can only do good for our soul. We’re so caught up in not wasting time and sticking to things we know we enjoy that we forget to try new things. Ice hockey, I will well and truly be back, especially if it means hanging around with new friends and getting to experience new things.