My mom, Cherri Johns, wrote an article a while back about confessions of a hockey mom. I thought it was hilarious and, sometimes sadly, very true. Not everyone knows the weirdness and struggle that hockey girls face. So, without further delay, here’s my confessions of a hockey daughter!
Having pink equipment is not on top of our want list
- What about blue or yellow? Seriously, what do hockey companies have against primary colours?
No matter how old you get, boys will always be awkward
- They just don’t get the fact that girls can kick their butts—it hurts their egos
Girls looking good after practices is a mircale in itself
- Practice involves pain, sweat, and tears. So if your sister comes home smelling like a dumpster fire, be grateful she doesn’t look like one, too
"Ice hockey, not field hockey" is said 50 times a day
- No one ever talks about field hockey until you tell them you play hockey. Then, they jump around the idea of ice hockey like a frog over lily pads: "You play hockey?" "Yup!" "Field hockey?" "Nope." "Roller hockey?" "Nope." "Ball Hockey?" "Nope." "Shovel Hockey?" "No, that’s not even a thing."
Hanging out over the weekends is a myth
- Saying, "Sorry, tournament this weekend" is almost automatic at this point
No one knows where the hair ties go
- Seriously! We have iPhones and drones, but we still can’t figure out where hair ties go!
We don’t need bows and leotards to know that we are beautiful
- All we need is a hockey stick and jersey to understand how fabulous we really are
Being underestimated is, sadly, a common thing
- But, then again, that’s what makes winning so much better
– Emma Johns, age 13
Meijer AAA girls goalie