Thanks for taking the time to stop by my little corner of the inter-webs. My name is Chris, but people in hockey know me usually by my goalie name, Awall.
For as long as I can remember, I’ve been interested and invested in, hockey. I actually got into the game a little late, and even becoming a goalie happened completely by accident. Here’s the story:
One day, when I seven, I recall catching a hockey game on my 13” black and white TV in my room. Flipping through the (then) 12 stations on the rotary channel selector (am I giving away my age now?), I landed on a game between the Toronto Maple Leafs, and the Edmonton Oilers. I had really never watched a game before, so I sat there glued in.
My first thought while watching is rather embarrassing, and lazy to be honest. “Man, all that skating around looks tiring, but that guy standing there a lot looks easier.” Yup, I was seven. I watched a few more minutes of the game before promptly turning on my Atari 2600. (I still have it). That was about it, until almost ten months later.
It was late August and somehow my mom enrolled me in a one day camp to get kids on the ice, and show them a bit of the game. My first time on skates wasn’t bad actually, but it became quite interesting. We had no goalies there for this one day camp, and the guys running it were in their teens, so they had just taken kids and rotated them around. Each one having a few minutes to stand in the net. It was my turn.
Did I mention that besides wearing a helmet, skates, and gloves, I had no other protection? Sure, it may not have been needed, as I was lucky to even have a puck slowly glide towards me. Until, that is, one of the teens came down to shoot. Taking a light wrist shot, he ended up hitting me square on the kneecap, and boy, for a young kid, it hurt. However, something happened.
I enjoyed it.
Upon my arrival home, I was asked by my mom if I enjoyed it, along with “what happened to your knee?“. My reply was simply this. “Mom, I want to be a goalie.” I’ll never forget the look on her face. Growing up we didn’t have money, so asking her if I could play arguably the most expensive position in all sports, was possibly the worst news she could have received.
Well, she was amazing and had supported me through it. The rest of the story pretty much speaks for itself as I’ve continued being a goalie all these years. I’ve continued playing in that position that has a “guy standing there a lot“. However, I quickly learned it isn’t easier. There’s no doubt about it, being a goaltender is the toughest position you can play in sports. I’m proud to be a goaltender.
I’m someone who always believes in doing what you love. There are a few other passions about me that you may or may not have already learned here. I enjoy making films, and I enjoy photography.
I hope you enjoy checking things out on my site, and again, I thank you for stopping by.