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This
past weekend N had his hockey state tournament, and it was a fun
weekend but at times long and excruciating. The reason for this is
because it required some time sitting around and awaiting our fate,
and in retrospect, I definitely did things the wrong way. You'd think
I'd have learned the drill by now.
N had
his state tournament playoffs down in Nashua, and we actually got a
good deal on a hotel. It was a Homestead Suites, which is part of the
Hilton chain, which usually bodes well for us. Plus, I'm a Hilton
Honors member, though I haven't quite figured out what benefits I get
from that. The playoffs were played on neutral ice so they had two
rinks at play, one in Tyngsboro, MA (wherever that is), and the other
in Nashua. Our hotel was pretty much right in between, so you
couldn't beat it for location. Since there's so much going on down
there, we was no shortage of places to eat.
Our
first game was late Friday evening, and with so much time to get
there, I decided to take the long way over there, which meant heading
down the state and then cutting across on small backroads. I
personally prefer to travel this way, it's so much more interesting,
though it added about 20 minutes to our trip. We arrived in the early
afternoon and had time to chill out, get some supper, and then go to
his game.
Since we
were in the happening big city and in the market for a new MTB, we
did a search for bike shops and found a really nice one called
Goodales. Next, we came up with a plan - since we didn't have to be
at the rink until 7:00PM, we figured we'd order some supper for
pickup, go to the bike shop, learn about bitchen dual suspension
(dualies) MTBs, check out some afforable models, get our supper and
eat it back at the hotel, digest the meal, and then go to the game.
How's that for a plan? It actually worked out beautifully, and the
bike shop was actually really nice (huge selection) and the guy who
helped us was very cool. Definitely a young hipster who had the
outdoor nature vibe. The bikes were on the higher end, but it was
nice to look.
We then
headed back toward the hotel to get our food. Just for the record, we
could not have done any of this without Google Maps, and thankfully I
got my new $30 phone just before we left, so we were connected. We
got pizza and wings for supper, ate back at the room while watching
Guy Fieri on the Food Network, and chilled out for a bit. We then
headed over to his game where N's team got beat pretty badly, then
back to the hotel to chill out some more before going to bed. Luckily
we had leftovers from supper so we could chow a little before bed.
The
hotel had breakfast included, so we chowed down and then went to N's
second game, which they won. Now this is where things got
complicated. Not to be such a pessimist, but I figured we would get a
hotel for just one night. If the team did well and qualified for the
elimination round, they would play on Sunday, requiring a second
night in the hotel. However, this wasn't completely realistic because
they had never beaten either team. GSL rules require that every team
play each other twice, and N's team has lost all for meetings with
these two teams, Lakes Region and Concord. They are very strong, and
chances were pretty slim that they would advance to the next round. I
hate to be such a cynic, but if we had gotten a hotel room for a
second night, we could not have canceled at the last minute and would
have had to have eaten the cost. We figured if they advanced, we
could probably find a room somewhere, even closer to Concord.
And
that's where the situation gets even more complicated. Since we were
down by the Capital, naturally N wanted to hang out with his
girlfriend. Can you blame him? She even came to the game Friday
evening, which I think is so cool. They didn't have a ton of time
together, so I broached the idea of them hanging out on Saturday
after his second game against Concord. Since I assumed they'd lose
the game (wrong), N and she could spend the rest of the day together,
and they invited him to spend the night (in the guest room, of
course). I would simply drop him off at their house and head home,
then meet them at our regular halfway meeting spot and pick him up.
Great plan, right?
Except
that his team won. They beat Concord, who dominated them all season
and had all of their high school players back. Logically speaking,
they shouldn't have won, and yet they shut them out, 2-0. I was very
happy for them, but a little shocked. And, it completely threw off my
plan. Now, there was a chance that they would play on Sunday, with
one condition - Concord had to lose it's next game and thus be
eliminated. There was a good chance of this, as well, because their
next game was against Lakes Region, the odds on favorite to win it
all. They had beaten N's team 8-3. Since we beat Concord, and Lakes
Region stomped on us, the logical conclusion was that Lakes Region
would also beat Concord, thereby propelling us into the next round.
What was
a total pain was that we wouldn't know the results of the
Lakes/Concord game until late Saturday evening. Their game was at
7:00PM. What made this hard was that we wouldn't know if we needed to
get a hotel for a Sunday game until after this game, which would be
around 8:00PM at the earliest. How's that for a pain in the YKW?
Almost all of N's teammates simply went home and awaited word. If
need be, they were planning on driving down the next morning for a
9:30 game. Since it's a two hour drive and they had to be there at
8:30, we're talking waking up at 5:30 and getting out the door by
6:30. I decided to wait it out down in Nashua and see, mainly because
N was with his girlfriend, anyway. If, as it should have gone, Lakes
beat Concord, eliminating them, I would go get N in Concord and then
we'd get a hotel for Sunday's game. I asked mom to search for a hotel
for us and she found one but didn't reserve anything until we knew if
they were even going to play.
I went
to the Lakes/Concord game and can you guess what happened? Concord
upset Lakes Region. Not only that, but they controlled the game. By
the time it was over, I realized that there wasn't going to be
another game, and that I could just go home. In retrospect I screwed
up because I didn't need to stay and watch those games. I should have
just gone home in the first place. If they had a game, I could have
picked up N en route the next mornign. Instead, I did a lot of back
and forth driving just to see the result. It was a fun game to watch,
but what a drain on time.
So, I
got in my car and headed home around 8:30PM, got home around 10:30PM,
and went to bed. The next day, I went back down to Concord to get N,
and then back home. Boy, talk about a crazy weekend. I can't believe
how much driving we do, but that's what happens when you play hockey
with the big boys.
Until
the next time, thanks for reading, and thanks to Dan for the pic.