"It should be noted that Heatley has not rejected a trade to the Oilers and remains interested in joing them, but simply desires more time to ponder his future."
This has basically been the story over the last couple of days in Oilers' nation. If you've been following hockey, at all, within the last week or so, you'll know that Heatley has now become probably the most hated player in all of the NHL. For the second night, in a row, this Heatley soap opera with the "should I stay or should I go" business is driving everyone crazy.
The bright sides are that Heatley didn't actually say, "no, I don't want Edmonton"; and that this is great for the sport as it draws a ton of attention - even if it's very negative.
However, as sweet as it is, it's still very bitter to watch. I cannot begin to imagine what it is like being the Oilers' or Sens' management right now. Heatley has caused so much drama in this whole situation, it's actually surreal for me to be sitting here believing that all of this is happening. It's so evident that, even though he didn't actually say no, he doesn't really want to be here. I think that so many grey hairs could have been prevented, if Heatley simply said "no". As Bob McKenzie, on TSN, has already said, this will get very ugly in the next few days.
Also in the event of hockey, I'm kind of excited for this weekend, as ECBC will be hosting their hockey tournament. I haven't played hockey, of any sorts, for a while, so it should be pretty fun. However, I am not very fond of the small gym that we'll be playing in. I'm kind of the guy that needs space to make plays happen, so my timing will have to be much quicker.
Also in action: extremely excited for soccer camp next week! Working with kids by playing soccer: what more can I ask for? I will finally have a bit of a life coming up very shortly; and hopefully, I can blog about some other things, either tomorrow or Friday night.
Happy Canada day, by the way; I completely forgot about this because of all the hockey things.
Wednesday, July 1, 2009
Saturday, June 27, 2009
Wheelin' and Dealin'
I haven't been able to really record any happenings from the past week in my brain well enough so that I'd be able to write about them. I know, for sure, that at some points throughout the past week I had something I wanted to write about, but now I've forgotten what they are. Oops. The first thing that is worth noting is that, I really wonder where June went. It's as if this month just started two days ago. All of a sudden, kids are coming out of school and summer programs are beginning to take form.
This past friday, we, as in the high school and college groups, had a sweet little year end gathering and a nerf war at church. It was pretty sweet as I haven't participated in a nerf war in quite a while - over half a year, I believe. For some reason though, I believe that it was this event that lead me to waking up with sore quads; geez, I'm useless.
Earlier that friday, the annual NHL entry draft took place. I can't say that this draft was all too exciting, but I sure am stoked at some of the players that the Oilers drafted. I am rather surprised that Scott Glennie, projected to be the Oilers' pick, went so early, and that Paajarvi-Svensson dropped to the spot where we picked him. All in all, I am slightly disappointed that John Tavares is now an Islander, because I wanted Tambellini to trade up to draft him; that way, we could see Tavares play with, possibly, Gagner, O'Sullivan, and Eberle. Oh well, I can assure you right now, that I will draft Tavares in our upcoming season of hockey fantasy pool.
It's rare that I am so hyped for hockey around this time of year, but I simply cannot shy away from it. I bought a brand new hockey stick today: this is the time of year when they are cheap, and I am participating in ECBC's hockey tournament next weekend. I am stoked for this. I can't say I'm expecting too much because I've never been to this before, and therefore, I don't know what it will be like.
Finally, I want to take a moment to remind people who need it, to step away from the driver's seat and onto the passenger's side. Take a deep breath, strap your seat belt on, and allow God to help you continue on with your journey. People simply get overwhelmed too much nowadays, and don't know how to cope with it. Especially, now that the exam period has just ended, many people are having their stress and whatever catch up to them. Take a break. Lean back. Relax.
Lots to look forward to within the next couple of weeks. Here I come summer! I'm ready to play some more soccer tomorrow; hopefully my legs aren't sore.
This past friday, we, as in the high school and college groups, had a sweet little year end gathering and a nerf war at church. It was pretty sweet as I haven't participated in a nerf war in quite a while - over half a year, I believe. For some reason though, I believe that it was this event that lead me to waking up with sore quads; geez, I'm useless.
Earlier that friday, the annual NHL entry draft took place. I can't say that this draft was all too exciting, but I sure am stoked at some of the players that the Oilers drafted. I am rather surprised that Scott Glennie, projected to be the Oilers' pick, went so early, and that Paajarvi-Svensson dropped to the spot where we picked him. All in all, I am slightly disappointed that John Tavares is now an Islander, because I wanted Tambellini to trade up to draft him; that way, we could see Tavares play with, possibly, Gagner, O'Sullivan, and Eberle. Oh well, I can assure you right now, that I will draft Tavares in our upcoming season of hockey fantasy pool.
It's rare that I am so hyped for hockey around this time of year, but I simply cannot shy away from it. I bought a brand new hockey stick today: this is the time of year when they are cheap, and I am participating in ECBC's hockey tournament next weekend. I am stoked for this. I can't say I'm expecting too much because I've never been to this before, and therefore, I don't know what it will be like.
Finally, I want to take a moment to remind people who need it, to step away from the driver's seat and onto the passenger's side. Take a deep breath, strap your seat belt on, and allow God to help you continue on with your journey. People simply get overwhelmed too much nowadays, and don't know how to cope with it. Especially, now that the exam period has just ended, many people are having their stress and whatever catch up to them. Take a break. Lean back. Relax.
Lots to look forward to within the next couple of weeks. Here I come summer! I'm ready to play some more soccer tomorrow; hopefully my legs aren't sore.
Sunday, June 21, 2009
Revive
I am in horrible condition, as you may or may not know. My physical potential should be hitting its peak within the next few years, but I am in the worst shape in my life. As a kid, you never get tired, and as you grow older, even though your ability and potential expands, I'm not taking advantage of it and that is why my fitness level is so noob.
However, despite this "run for two seconds, rest for 2 minutes" business, I have been lucky enough to play some soccer over the past month, again. I haven't played for over a year, so there is guaranteed to be rust in my abilities. But, because I've been able to play again, it's been a blast and I haven't had this much fun in a very long time. Today was a day where I felt much better out there on the field (except for my lack of physical fitness). I am slowly regaining my ability to control the ball and the play and it feels so awesome. I haven't quite gotten my quick decision making and shot back yet, but reading the play and all that other business is pretty good.
Not having played soccer in such a long time has kind of killed the sport for me, but now I am reviving that love for soccer that has been lost inside of me. Soccer has been, and always will be, my favorite sport to play. Don't get me wrong, I love hockey as much as the next person, but soccer is the sport I would much rather participate in. As I live in Canada, I don't get much exposure to professional soccer leagues, so I follow hockey as closely as I can, but I choose to play soccer over hockey, almost any day.
Can't wait to play next week, maybe I'll get a bit of my touch back =D
However, despite this "run for two seconds, rest for 2 minutes" business, I have been lucky enough to play some soccer over the past month, again. I haven't played for over a year, so there is guaranteed to be rust in my abilities. But, because I've been able to play again, it's been a blast and I haven't had this much fun in a very long time. Today was a day where I felt much better out there on the field (except for my lack of physical fitness). I am slowly regaining my ability to control the ball and the play and it feels so awesome. I haven't quite gotten my quick decision making and shot back yet, but reading the play and all that other business is pretty good.
Not having played soccer in such a long time has kind of killed the sport for me, but now I am reviving that love for soccer that has been lost inside of me. Soccer has been, and always will be, my favorite sport to play. Don't get me wrong, I love hockey as much as the next person, but soccer is the sport I would much rather participate in. As I live in Canada, I don't get much exposure to professional soccer leagues, so I follow hockey as closely as I can, but I choose to play soccer over hockey, almost any day.
Can't wait to play next week, maybe I'll get a bit of my touch back =D
Tuesday, June 16, 2009
Seasoned Pro
So, it's been roughly a year since I officially started blogging - just over 10 months using blogspot - and I decided to read a few of my older posts, a couple days ago, just to see what kind of a dork I was. I, then, proceeded to read a few of my newer posts to see the dork that I've become. Overall, I don't think I've changed that significantly, in terms of the blogger that I am. I'll admit that my attention to grammar, and everything around it, might have increased because the Prof I had for my English 111 class indoctrinated me into being too aware of the way my sentences are structured. And then I realized that reading about someone blogging about their blog really isn't that interesting, so I will now move on to the next topic; I don't know if I really consider myself as a seasoned pro, just yet.
Lately, I've been having trouble getting off my butt and applying for summer jobs; I will try to explain, exactly, why that is. Not getting a job has gotten so bad that I'm beginning to be pitied by other people by offering me money to do some house chores for them, and I can't say I feel that great. I think everyone can relate to my inability to get a job, but just in a different way with a different situation. First of all, I, in fact, have done everything except the actual applying part of getting a job. I have a pretty decent resume; I have the motivation and know what kind of job I'm looking for, in a sense; I go out with a folder with my resumes in them and look for stores to hand them to. However, every single time I walk into the store, I freeze, and a sense of fear or something wraps around me and holds me back from asking whether or not they are hiring. I wouldn't think that it's because I'm shy, because I love talking to people. I just can't seem to muster up the strength or courage to actually go to the customer service, or whatever, to ask for applications and stuff. It's pretty stupid, if you ask me, that I am so close to applying, but I just don't do it; I crumble, due to whatever it is, and then it's as if both my legs and my mouth are glued shut and then I become unable to say anything. It's kind of lame.
To try to make the whole situation a little more relateable, it's that one thing in your life that you seem to have no problem talking about it, planning about it, going about it. But when you're actually getting it done is when you suddenly tense up and can't do it. I'll use Joe Thornton and Patrick Marleau as an example. Both Thornton and Marleau are terrific hockey players during the regular season; but as the playoffs arrive, they both know, and are motivated in a way, that they have to perform up to standards to help their team win the Stanley Cup. For whatever reason, they choke and can't play like the way they do in the regular season. Year after year, the same happens and they just can't seem to explain why. It's the same for me. Who the heck cares if I'm over-analyzing this simple aspect of "getting a job"? It drives me mad and that's why I'm over analyzing. You try and try to figure out what the problem is, so you can correct it, but the answer is just not there.
.. Definitely not a season pro. But when you teach yourself to fly, you've got to learn how to spread your wings first, and that's what I'm trying to do; except, I don't have wings. Just some really girly fingers.
Lately, I've been having trouble getting off my butt and applying for summer jobs; I will try to explain, exactly, why that is. Not getting a job has gotten so bad that I'm beginning to be pitied by other people by offering me money to do some house chores for them, and I can't say I feel that great. I think everyone can relate to my inability to get a job, but just in a different way with a different situation. First of all, I, in fact, have done everything except the actual applying part of getting a job. I have a pretty decent resume; I have the motivation and know what kind of job I'm looking for, in a sense; I go out with a folder with my resumes in them and look for stores to hand them to. However, every single time I walk into the store, I freeze, and a sense of fear or something wraps around me and holds me back from asking whether or not they are hiring. I wouldn't think that it's because I'm shy, because I love talking to people. I just can't seem to muster up the strength or courage to actually go to the customer service, or whatever, to ask for applications and stuff. It's pretty stupid, if you ask me, that I am so close to applying, but I just don't do it; I crumble, due to whatever it is, and then it's as if both my legs and my mouth are glued shut and then I become unable to say anything. It's kind of lame.
To try to make the whole situation a little more relateable, it's that one thing in your life that you seem to have no problem talking about it, planning about it, going about it. But when you're actually getting it done is when you suddenly tense up and can't do it. I'll use Joe Thornton and Patrick Marleau as an example. Both Thornton and Marleau are terrific hockey players during the regular season; but as the playoffs arrive, they both know, and are motivated in a way, that they have to perform up to standards to help their team win the Stanley Cup. For whatever reason, they choke and can't play like the way they do in the regular season. Year after year, the same happens and they just can't seem to explain why. It's the same for me. Who the heck cares if I'm over-analyzing this simple aspect of "getting a job"? It drives me mad and that's why I'm over analyzing. You try and try to figure out what the problem is, so you can correct it, but the answer is just not there.
.. Definitely not a season pro. But when you teach yourself to fly, you've got to learn how to spread your wings first, and that's what I'm trying to do; except, I don't have wings. Just some really girly fingers.
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