We’ve all heard that expression, “children are to be seen and not heard.” According to my kids, my sole job in life is to get them to their hockey games and other activities—preferably without being seen or heard. Ah, the life of a mom of three teenagers.
Not seen? Not heard? That level of obscurity does not sit well with most hockey moms—certainly not this hockey mom. I know my voice can’t match the volume of some of the other hockey moms I’ve come across, and I certainly can’t sustain it for a whole hockey game. At some point I will belt out a cheer and my voice will crack like a pubescent boy. No one can say I don’t try—except my daughter, who says she can’t hear me from the ice anyway.
I’ve read many times that the sole job of the hockey mom is simply to be positive and cheer for their child.
Okay, maybe after the job of outfitting them with all that hockey equipment is done. Then definitely, the sole job of hockey mom is simply to cheer for their child.
Well, maybe after the job of safely driving to a tournament 500 kilometres away is done. Then definitely the sole job of a hockey mom is simply to cheer for their child.
Then again, maybe after the job of making sure her hair is extracted from the Velcro neck guard is done. Then definitely, the hockey mom’s sole job is simply to cheer for their child.
But honestly, after you give multiple definitions to the word “cheer” (as in cost, time, blood, sweat, tears, love, etc.) and you get right down to it, then yes, the sole job of a hockey mom is to cheer for her kids And that’s what I do—me and my loud mouth.
For the last several seasons, I’ve also had a trustworthy sidekick in my noisemakers. Each season, I make new noisemakers crafted out of old, empty Gatorade bottles, filled with whole coffee beans (pennies work very well too if you are hoarding a jar of them now that they’re no longer in circulation) and wrapped in three different colours of hockey tape. (I have been very lucky that most of my kids’ hockey team colours have been black, red and white – sparing me the expense of buying hockey tape in every colour under the rainbow). Give a couple of these noisemakers a good shake during the face off (better yet—make some for all the hockey moms!) and they’re bound to get some attention. After an entire season, though, the noisemakers look a little ragged and the coffee beans powdered crushed to a premium fine grind! But they’ve done their trick and are quite the conversation starter. I’m considering patenting these thingamabobs!
So, next time you’re at the arena and you happen to see a hockey mom, sporting a hockey team fleece scarf and requisite hockey blanket belting out a few hockey cheers while shaking her noisemakers, you’ll know it’s just me —doing my sole job as a hockey mom!
You know you can’t keep a good hockey mom down… or quiet!
Three cheers for the home team!
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