As I mentioned in my letter last week, it was Spring break for me, but not your siblings. Meena went back to school on Thursday and I spent the day shopping with bubbie after we went out for lunch. Friday morning I went with a co-worker to the Queen Creek Olive Mill and it was so fascinating to learn about the olive industry while it was also a fun place to explore. We spent a couple of hours there and then I went to check in at the hotel for the weekend in Gilbert due to Tzvi's final hockey tournament of the season. His first game was 5:10pm Friday night.
I will recap the weekend, although I am fairly sure you played a role in the outcome of it all. Your brother isn't exactly happy with it, but I personally think it was for the best. As you know he lost the first game Friday night. Saturday during the day his team played at 1:00pm and they ended up in a tie. In the evening game they lost. Two situations occurred that could theoretically be debatable, but it is 12u hockey and not the NHL.
During the 1pm game while our boys had 3 boys playing against 5, one of the boys made a shot and it was called "no goal", however, it looked like it clearly went in and that it was scooped out. Had that been counted, they would have won that game and then had a chance to make it into the final championship today. But, then during the evening game, the other team made a shot, it didn't look like it crossed the line, the goalie had the puck and they called it a goal. Nurse Paige came and Tzvi's streak continues to score a goal whenever she comes to a game. I love that she is still part of our family. It makes me smile knowing that I kept my promise in my funeral letter to you that I would keep in touch with everyone you were close with. The game sadly ended in a 2-3 loss for us, with that team securing their spot in the final championship game and us in the consolation game.
To say our boys were devastated would be an understatement, but from some of our parent perspective, we felt it would be better to end the season on a potential win than to go out on a most probable loss. Fast forward to today, when our boys beat the team in our final game of the season to end on a high note. (Minus your brother who was upset he didn't play his best and was still upset they weren't in the finals). In the end, the team that won the finals was the underdog (as the rest of the teams in our bracket were compared to the #1 seed going into the tournament). I am not quite sure our team could have pulled off that win and then we would have had a loss to end our season.
I personally feel you played a part in this arrangement, as the way it worked out had to be orchestrated in the manner it did for the teams to play in the games they did. I thank you and appreciate all that you did. Your brother asked if you could have the other team win, why couldn't you have his team win? It just wasn't what was meant to be. They came so far as a team and I am excited to see where the next year will take him.
This has been one of my favorite seasons on a team. No drama from kids or parents. Just an entire season of fun, despite the losses. I am sad it is over, but excited for a few weeks of hockey not being the priority of the home. He has a little less than 2 months until tryouts, so I have a little less than 2 months to get my cortisol levels and ability to cope with the chaos of hockey tryouts in order. He has his team party and awards ceremony coming up and both are on a Sunday so we are looking forward to that.
Next season will be his last season of no-checking, his second year of peewee hockey. It will be Meena's first competitive gymnastics season and our first divide-and-conquer sporting season. The official VV summer countdown has dropped below 100 and I am beyond excited to be back in NY for a couple of months. It is insane that we are more than halfway through March. I hope you have a great week ahead. I love and miss you, baby girl!
Until next time,