Day After Hockey-Day

I love Day After Hockey-Day. No matter how sore or bruised or deprived of sleep I am the morning after a hockey game, I always feel good—positive and charged, possessing energy far superior to what comes from sleep. All day long I ride this high and have to be careful not to go too hard, because I really am tired and need to recover. Day After Hockey-Day is way better than Hockey Day, with its creeping anxiety and waves of adrenaline and finally fatigue by the time the puck drops that night. I have to play games with myself to relax. It’s just another workout, I say. Have fun. Just show up and don’t worry about how you’ll do. You’ll be glad you went. And I always do fine. I always have fun. I always am glad I played. But I enjoy Day After Hockey-Day even more than I do the game itself.