Sorry if there is a delay in responses. Sometimes life gets in the way. As John Lennon said, life is what happens to you while you're busy making other plans.
We follow the crowd across the dimly lit car park
and in to the bustling arena.
The Friday night game is the perfect way
to end a long stressful working week.
Inside the air is cold and bright from the ice.
It feels like Narnia and our breath hangs in front of us.
The die-hard fans wear XL hockey shirts
over their coats and hoodies.
The players storm out onto the rink
with flashing lights and fanfare,
their skates scraping along the ice.
We clap them on with gloved hands.
The players line up in formation,
leaning on their sticks,
eyes locked on the other team.
The buzzer sounds and the puck hits the ice.
Players push and shove, slam and slap,
the gloves coming off for a moment,
tossed to the ice,
as blows are exchanged,
before order is restored.
The puck is slapped and thwacked
around the rink,
hitting the glass with such force
it makes me jump.
When the buzzer sounds for the end of the game
we clap and whoop and cheer
as the players leave the rink.
We head back out across the car-park,
my brother turns to me
and says with a satisfied grin
I really needed that.
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Tom Dylan (
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Good write Tom.
Thanks, Orchi. Really appreciated.
A vivid description of a hockey game full of bumps thumps, and violence, which is the real reason people go. Nicely written.
Yeah, we went along for a change, and watching the bumps and crashes was strangely therapeutic after a week at work. 🙂 Thanks for your comments.
You created the ambience here so well Tom. Sounds like a good way to wind down after a working week. Much enjoyed. All the best.
Thanks a lot for your comments, Cassie. Really appreciated. Yes, we went along for a change and it was really satisfying. 🙂
Great write Tom
Thanks Tony, appreciated.
You're welcome
It aint hard to beat an egg, but it's hard to beat the thrill & thrust of a decent ice hocky match .. although shove ha'penny comes bloomin close these days .. Neville
Yes, we hadn't been to an ice hockey match in years but was so therapeutic. Perfect Friday night entertainment. And shove ha'penny! Not heard those words in a long time. 🙂 Thanks for your comments, Neville.
As team games go, ice hockey certainly seems one of the wildest (from what I've seen on TV).
Your poetry has all the texture of a regular life well lived, Tom - enjoyed by me very much.
Yeah, it was crazy, if you've seen the film Slap Shot, it was just like that! Almost as wild as Australian Rules! 🙂 Thanks as always for your comments, Dave.
We all need something to release any problems we have, mine is croquet. Good words Tom.
Andy
Good on ya, Andy. You'll have to wrap up warm for croquet this week. Scarves and gloves I think. Thanks for your comments, Cheers, Tom.
I remember seeing a Fight and a Hockey Game broke out.
The only time I went to a Ice-Rink was to see Alice Cooper many Moons back.
Good Poem.
Haha! That made my smile. Nice one. 🙂 Thanks for your comments, Kevin. Really appreciated.
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