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It's funny, I remember the years I played brutal on teams or great teams best. It's the years on middle of pack teams, which is most years, that are fuzzier in my memory bank. My memories of the bad years are just as special to me if not more so.
My very first year of hockey, I was 7 or 8, my mite hockey team played all year without a win, until the last game of the year. I think we played about 25 games. I also went that whole season without a goal until the third last game, my very first goal was the most feeble goal ever. I had the puck at center (very rare for me to even touch the puck that year, I kind of skated in circles all the time usually in the opposite direction that the play was going), had no clue what to do with it so I just dumped it towards the other team's goal. The puck was hardly moving by the time it got the goalie, but he tried to just pounce on it and somehow missed it and it trickled in - it was going so slow it only made it about an inch across the goalline and died. Didn't matter, I think the smile on my face didn't disapper for a week! Only goal I ever scored from my behind center too (except for empty netters).