Is Julius Hudacek Hockey’s Most Entertaining Goalie?

A few weeks ago, the heat was on the Toronto Maple Leafs for not saluting their fans after their victory of the Tampa Bay Lightning.  “Salute-gate” generated an uproar from the fans and media, which resulted in a change of heart from the team and the reinstatement of the simple stick-raising salute that has become tradition at many rinks.

Meanwhile, over in Sweden, Julius Hudacek has taken the post-game celebration to another level. In what has become the #HudaShow, the Örebro HK goaltender has come up with some fun, very entertaining ways to celebrate and put on a show for the fans.

After their victory on Thursday, Hudacek grabbed some fans from the stands and put on a rendition of Hey, Macarena! Sure, it didn’t have the moves that Andrew Loewen’s Wobble did earlier in the year, but it scores a 10 on fun and fan participation!

The Macarena now your thing? What about ice fishing?

Or maybe goalie stick surfing?

If kayaking is your thing, Huda has you covered.

Finally, one of my personal favorites, a friendly game of Leap Frog…in full goalie pads!

Goalies have all the fun!

The Way To Get Better At Shooting Is To Take More Shots

A slapshot from the blue line is a beautiful thing. The anticipation as a the puck slides across the ice to the awaiting shooter.  Watching as the shooter pulls his or her stick backwards, like the cocking of a gun. The energy transferring through the shooter in the stick as it fires forward reaching the puck with precision timing and sends it 60 feet at more than 80 miles an hour towards the net, rising from ice to a few feet off the ground. The puck blazing past the goalie and the bulge in the netting as it catches the frozen rubber bullet.

And then there is my slapshot.

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I was never much of a shooter. For the first five years of my hockey “career”, I stood on the blue line as a defenseman largely based on my hockey vision and ability to keep the puck in the zone and slow down an opposing rush. But when the puck was sent back to the point, I usually passed it to my defensive partner for a shot or dumped it back down low. If I did try to take a slapshot, it usually trickled in the general direction of the opposing goalie before it was easily intercepted by an awaiting player.

Even in the recreational leagues, there seem to be those guys that have figured out the mystery of the slapshot. They’ve figured out how to get their stick on the ice inches behind the puck, and to drag their stick along the ice, causing their stick to bend and flex and whip the puck at the net. It happens so fast that if you’ve never seen a slapshot in slow motion, you can miss the physics of it all. Fortunately, thanks to the magic of modern technology, we can slow it all down.

If you were to ask Patrick Kane or any player at any level that is good at taking shows how they got so good, the answer will likely be the same. They got better at taking shots by taking shots. There is no trick, no secret. There are the mechanics of the shot, for sure, but the only way to get that muscle memory built and to get your body understanding the mechanics is to actually take shots.

Now that the weather is getting nicer, my son and I have been going to a local inline rink to play hockey. It’s hard to take a slapshot in the basement, and our driveway is too slanted, but the inline rink with full-sized nets is the perfect place to safely try to unload a shot. I’ve got to say that even in the few weeks that we’ve been going out there, I feel like I am improving, mostly because I’ve taken more attempts in that short time than I had in all of my time on the ice. I’ll mix in tennis balls for dramatic effect since they are easier to lift, and use roller pucks to better simulate what it would be like on the ice. I have to say, pucks are heavier than you think they are when you’re trying to launch them in to the air, and when the mechanics don’t line up, it’s like trying to move a boulder. But when the mechanics do line up, when the stick drags behind the puck, and when the stick connects with the puck in the right place, a slap shot feels effortless.

I’m excited to try out what I’ve practices on the concrete the next time I’m on the ice. Even if the first few don’t go too well and if the pucks trickle back in to the zone, I know it’s only going to be a matter of time before I connect. Until then, I’ll just keep shooting.



I Went To See A Fight And A Hockey Game Broke Out…

Last November, I headed down to my gym at work. I was the only one in there at the time, so I tuned one of the televisions to a replay of the game between the Washington Capitals and the Philadelphia Flyers from the previous night. The Capitals were up 7-0 in the third when some rough play caused the game devolve in to fisticuffs, highlighted by the Flyers goalie assaulting the Capitals goalie who had no interested in fighting. When he was interviewed after the game, the Flyers goalie Ray Emery was quoted as saying, “I basically told him to protect himself. I gave him a chance to protect himself.”

Fast forward to January of this year in a game between the Vancouver Canucks and the Calgary Flames. Again, I had the replay on the television in the gym. Literally 2 seconds in to the game after the first puck drop, both sides dropped their gloves, resulting in 10 fighting majors, eight game misconducts and 152 penalty minutes. The Vancouver Canucks coach was suspended for 15 days without pay.

In both incidents, other people that came in to the gym that saw the melees weren’t surprised to see the antics of the players on the screen. To them, that’s what hockey was. Someone repeated the joke “I went to a fight and a hockey game broke out”. I felt bad that the sport that has so much skill and so much to offer was once again reduced to a single punchline surrounding fighting.

Fighting is one of the most complicated issues in all of hockey. It’s also one of the most polarizing. The reaction to both incidents by the media was representative of the split in opinions by my hockey-watching friends.

One one hand, people claim it is part of the game and that it’s “tradition”. They say that fighting keeps the game in check and serves as a deterrent from other teams taking shots at star players.

On the other hand, others say that fighting is one of the most dangerous parts of the game that is built on firing a frozen bullet at a padded goalie and crunching opponents in to semi-flexible boards. Fighting results in broken hands, concussions, and even a death back in 2009. It’s an unfortunate legacy of a bygone era.

Back in the day, being an enforcer was a role geared more towards the ability to be big, aggressive, and to fight and required little actual hockey ability. It’s the same role idolized in movies like Happy Gilmore and Goon. That’s fine for Hollywood comedies, but is it necessarily the image that is going to grow our game?

In my opinion, the argument that “fighting is tradition” is holding hockey back from evolving. While fighting may not be the reason that hockey is the 6th most popular sport in America behind every other major sport and auto racing, keeping it is not helping change people’s perception of the game and getting more people watching, either.

The argument that if the rules were changed to discourage fighting that there would be a run on top players ignores the fact that there are still other rules, penalties, and consequences for those types of actions. The NHL is already taking action against head shots, and there are fewer head shots. If they took similar action with fighting, we could reduce or remove fighting. Spending 5 minutes in the penalty box for a fight is not a deterrent. But if the participating players serve a suspension and have to fork over some cash, they’ll be less likely to fight and less likely to engage in activities that lead to fighting.

Even the NFL, one of the most brutal sports out there and currently the most popular sport in America, has rules that explicitly discourage fighting with fines and suspensions among the penalties. In the NFL, players are subject to fines even if they aren’t fighting but don’t remove themselves from the vicinity of a fight.

It’s a choice to keep fighting as part of hockey. It’s not because we can’t remove it from the game, it’s because the people that are making the decisions don’t want to. There is no fighting in Olympic hockey or in some European and most recreational leagues, and the lack of fighting doesn’t keep people from watching them. It turns out even this season, likely due to some rule changes and more players wearing visors, that fighting happens to be down, but attendance is not.

It’s time to change. It’s time to evolve. Simply put, it’s time for the NHL to grow up.

Play Every Shift Trying To Get Another One

Last spring, I was listening to a hockey podcast covering the Sochi Olympics. They were talking about Martin St. Louis, the then-Tampa Bay Lightning player that made the Canadian Olympic team after Steven Stamkos pulled out due to an injury.

Play Every Shift Trying To Get Another Shift

None of the experts were sure how much Marty would play during the Olympics, but he did see some action during the early games. He was dressed but didn’t see any ice time in the game versus the United States, but came back and played 4 minutes in Canada’s win over Latvia. In the gold medal game versus Sweden, St. Louis was +1 with 3 shots and 6:46 on the ice. The reporter commented on St. Louis’ performance by saying that he was playing every shift trying to get another shift.

That’s a great observation, and a great lesson for young hockey players. As good as Martin St. Louis is, on a team where every player is a superstar, even he didn’t know if or when his next shift was going to come. So he went out and, on every shift, played like this shift was going to be his last.  By doing that, by playing that hard, he earned another shift, and then another, and another. If during any one of those shifts he went out there and coasted, his day would have been done because, even though he is the star on the Lightning, on Team Canada he was surrounded by a team of guys that were younger, bigger, stronger, and better hockey players than him. But he got his minutes because he played every second of them.

There are very few players in the league that are guaranteed another shift. Sidney Crosby always knows he’s going to get another shift, and that he’ll likely be put in during crucial situations. But even though he knows it, he goes out and plays every shift as if he is earning his next shift, and that’s why he’s one of the best players in the world.

Odds are, you are not a Sydney Crosby. If you are a  Sydney Crosby, first send me your autograph, then do what he does and show the world why you get the minutes that you do.  Odds are, though, that you’re a Martin St. Louis on Team Canada, a great player surrounded by other great players, fighting for your minutes. So go out there and fight for them as if every shift could be your last.


When NHL Players Are Just Good Dads

Last Sunday, I took my son to his weekly “learn to skate” class. I parked the car, grabbed his gear, and we walked through the automatic doors in to the lobby. Tracking a four-year old through the chaos of a hundred other kids coming and going takes most of my attention, so I don’t usually notice any of the other parents until my son is on the ice. But as I pushed through the double doors heading to the rink, I found myself face to face with another parent that happened to be a player on our local NHL team.

When I take my son to his class, I stand at the glass for the entire session. I want him to know that I am there to support him, and that nothing is more important to me for those 30 minutes than him. I do my best to not be a distraction, but I will give him an encouraging smile or a thumbs up when he does something that I can tell that he is proud of. While he’s waiting for other kids to catch up, we’ll do a fist bump through the glass with our signature “boom!” at the end before I point his attention back to his teacher.

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I’ve often dreamed about what it would have been like to be an NHL player — playing a game that I love for a living, representing my country in the Olympics, scoring the game winning goal in overtime, and winning the cup. But the other side of that is the travel, being away from my family, and the lack of privacy. Sure, few NHL players have the recognition factor of a George Clooney or even a Peyton Manning, but the odds are that walking around town in the city where you play or in a big hockey market, you’re going to get recognized and, inevitably, your life off the ice will get be less and less private. It’s one of those pieces of the professional athlete’s job description that makes me grateful of being just a guy with a normal job. I can go out to dinner with my wife or watch my kid skate without being stared at or asked for autographs and being unable to be truly present in those moments with my family.

Fortunately, everyone left him alone, and midway through the class, the NHLer reached through the door to give his kid a tap on the helmet and a “good job”. Well, it was in French, so I’m assuming he said good job. But I smiled at them because for 30 minutes on a Sunday, he wasn’t a celebrity or a professional athlete. He was a dad cheering on his kid in a “learn to skate” class, just like me.


Just Keep Skating

One of my son’s favorite movies is Disney Pixar’s Finding Nemo. It’s the story of a timid clownfish’s search for his young son named Nemo who gets captured off the Great Barrier Reef. Along the way, this clownfish (Marlin) meets an optimistic fish named Dory who sings a song proclaiming the simple philosophy: when life gets you down, just keep swimming, swimming, swimming.

I’ve had the song in my head since yesterday’s drop-in game. I was back on the blue line as the other team broke out of the zone with a two-on-none. I turned, put my head down, and skated as hard as I could. I saw that the puck handler was on a trajectory that would bring him wide of the net, meaning that he was looking to pass, so I angled myself towards his winger and kept skating, skating, skating. Head up, I saw the pass coming and, at the last second, I poked my stick in between the shooter and the incoming puck and rendered the shot harmless as the puck slid in to the corner.

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I am not the fastest skater; far from it. But most of the time in those situations, the offensive players stop skating. They’re focused on reading the play, or controlling the puck, or simply slowing down to stay in front of the net to make a play. I’ve seen a lot of defensemen stop skating as they close in on the attackers, but what happens is that they winds up gliding at the same speed with no hope of actually catching up and impacting the play.

Even if you are a slow skater, you will (probably) move faster than someone whose legs aren’t moving. But even if you aren’t able to catch up to prevent the shot, you’ll be in place to make a play on the rebound.

Learn a lesson from a little, blue, animated fish: Just keep skating. Just keep skating.

For The Love Of The Game

My son started watching hockey the day after he was born. I laid on the couch holding him and watching the Avalanche play on one of the handful of channels that came in to the recovery room. He left the hospital wearing a Vancouver Canucks tuque over his tiny head. A few weeks ago, some four years later after his first hockey game, he stood on his skates on the pond watching hockey and asked when he would get to play.

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When I was growing up, I had an absent father who occasionally took me to a Hartford Whaler game. My only other hockey experience was playing on the flooded softball field that made for a temporary pond and bumpy hockey games with my friends. No clinics, no leagues, just a bunch of yankees skating around with sticks and a puck. Both those were some of the best memories from my childhood, and it was enough to solidify my connection to the game for the rest of my life.

As an adult, I took some skating and hockey lessons and joined my first team and had an incredible eight year run with a great group of guys until I left the team before the birth of my son. Those late nights make it hard on a new family, and I didn’t want to miss any part of my son growing up. As soon as he could stand, he grabbed his first hockey stick. When he broke his foot jumping off a chair at the age of two, he played hockey with a cast on his foot swinging the stick from his knees. In our new house, we left the basement empty with two nets on either end of the room, and most nights you can find us down there pretending to be NHL players battling for the cup.

No matter what he does or where he goes when he grows up, I hope he keeps his love for the game, because it’s been part of what has also connected us.

It’s A Small (Hockey) World (After All)

During drop-in last week, I dumped the puck in to the zone and skated to the bench for a change. In between gasping for breath and trying to get my water bottle open, out of the corner of my eye I saw a familiar face on the bench sitting next to me. I looked over to see a teammates from my old team. “Andy!”, I said, and we caught up between shifts.

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When I moved to Colorado, I found a team through a friend of a friend and joined them as they were transitioning from roller hockey to ice. They had an established team but they wanted to add a few people with ice experience to help with their move, so they picked me up and I played with them for eight years. With three seasons a year, that’s adds up to a lot of late nights, which is fine for a younger, single guy. But after I got married and we had our son, my priorities changed, and I left my team to open up a slot for someone who could more fully commit.

In my four-year hiatus, I focused on my home life and my career, and then on playing Nerf hockey in the basement with my son. A little over a year ago, with the encouragement of my wife, I started playing drop-in again to get back on the ice. It was great getting back on the ice, and I knew it was only a matter of time before I ran in to my teammates. Even in a good-sized city with 10 rinks, there are only so many leagues and only so many drop-ins, and the odds of crossing paths again are always high. I’ve heard as much in the locker room, as well, with random people coming in and out for drop-in and seeing old friends and teammates from years gone by, brought back together by their love for playing the game.

The hockey world is a small one, especially here in the U.S. But we’re also a loyal one, and we play the game because we love it. And even if we leave it, it’s rarely for good. So it’s nice to come back to some familiar faces.

Explaining The Not-So-Nice Parts Of Hockey To My Son

My four year old son wants to play hockey. He’s wanted to play hockey since before he could walk. Even after he could walk, when he broke his foot and had a cast on it at the age of 2, he found a way to play hockey from his knees until the cast came off.

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We also watch a lot of hockey. He knows all the team’s logos and the numbers and names for most of their stars. He likes to cheer for the home team, no matter who it is, unless it’s the Avalanche or the Lightning, in which case he’ll cheer for them whether they are home or away, and from the couch he’ll start his “Let’s go Avalanche” chant, to which I happily join in.

But hockey is a fast sport played by grown men. It’s dangerous, and aggressive, and there are dirty players, and big hits, and fights. It’s quite a big chasm between explaining the concepts in the Mickey Mouse Clubhouse and Cody McLeod boarding someone or punching them in the face.

Say what you will about the brutality of football (we don’t watch that, anyway), but you don’t see a lot of on-the-field fighting. Same with soccer. Sometimes, although rarely, a fight breaks out in baseball. But fighting is still a part of the culture in hockey, and something like 40% of the games have a fight. That’s a lot of explaining to do.

For now, fighting is a part of hockey. It’s too common to ignore, so we talk about it when it happens and I think he has a good a grasp as a four year old can on such a complicated concept. The last thing I want is for my son to think that behavior is appropriate off the ice, such as in school or the playground. And so I explain it to him as best I can. Those players are making bad choices, I’ll tell him, and that’s why they go in to the penalty box. There is a great book called Dino Hockey that has two dinosaur hockey players fighting and the narrator says “That’s not the way to win the cup”, and so we apply that same concept to the real world fighting, as well.

There are great lessons to be taught by watching what goes on on the ice, and some times those lessons come from teaching how not to behave.

So far, our basement hockey games are recreations of great shots, great goals, great celebrations, great saves, and the sportsmanship that should be the core value in any sport. He’s as gracious when he wins as he is when he loses, and we shake hands at center ice and tell each other “good game” when it’s over.

And that is what being a hockey dad is all about.


5 Reasons Why You Should Play Drop-in Hockey

Drop In HockeyA few times a month, I play drop-in hockey during lunch. Drop-in is a great way to play hockey and improve your skills without committing to the long term commitment of a season.

Drop-in is just that; players drop in to play for about an hour to an hour and a half. Typically, the sides are divided by dark and white jerseys. There will be pockets of players that know each other and get on the same team, but generally the players naturally get segmented in a way that keeps the teams as even as possible.

There are no face-offs in drop-in, and no refs. The players are responsible for calling offsides, for example, and the players also generally police themselves.

1. No long term commitment.

Especially if you’re just starting out, you might not be ready to sign up for a team. Drop-in provides a way to get as much or as little hockey experience as you are ready for without shelling out a ton of money to play a full season only to decide you don’t like it.

2. No set positions.

Because drop-in works on a first off, first on rotation, you’ll likely be playing in every position during a single session. That means you’ll be offensive one shift and defensive the next, working on different skills each time. It’s a great way to see the game from those different positions and improve your game overall.

3. Play with more skilled players.

With a few exceptions, leagues generally tend to group people based on their skill level. Drop-in is for everyone, so an average player will have some players worse than and some players better than them. In some cases, I’ve played against people visiting home that play college or junior hockey. Playing with and against other people that are better than me is the best way to challenge myself and has a dramatic affect on my skill level.

4. Play with a lot of different people.

Along the same lines as playing with players more skilled than you, hitting the ice with a lot of different players with different styles will keep you on your toes, too. You’ll need to adapt your own play to match those around you, and anything that gets you out of your comfort zone is a sure-fire way to learn, grow, and improve as a hockey player.

5. Meet new friends.

Drop-in hockey is a great way to meet other players in your area. When the time comes to join a team, this networking can help you find a team to join with people you already know!



Thoughts and musings of an avid hockey player and fan.