The 2010 Manchester Flames wrapped up their 2020-2021 season with a sweep of two games against the NH Avalanche over at the Ice Den in Hooksett, NH. The teams had played each other several times over this oddity of a season, and each of the games were highly contested.
While there was not a lot to play for as far as standings or tournament rankings were concerned, these two teams only know one way to play. That way is to play hard and give all there is to give. The Flames earned a 5-1 victory on Saturday in one of their better efforts all season. On Sunday, the Avalanche stiffened their resolve and battled for every inch of ice, but fell to Manchester, 4-2 in the last game of the season.
It definitely was an unusual season of hockey. Truthfully though, I thank the Good Lord for the opportunity that has been a season of hockey, a season of sports, a season, and a reason for the kids to play. In my mind, kids are supposed to play. During a lifetime there are only so many days earmarked for limited responsibility and care free, unadulterated fun; pure joy. I am truly thankful on behalf of my kids, and kids everywhere, that there was hockey and other sports to help guide, direct, and be the catch all for young nervous energy, for awkward banter, all while learning about teamwork.
So, there it is. Not just another hockey season, but a much needed series of breaks from the disturbance that has been the last year of perceived reality.
A very special thanks to Coach Nick, Coach Tim, and Coach Scott for capably leading our team and allowing us all to entrust our kids to your development plan and teaching. It is not lost on me that so many kids and families want to return, again, to play for and with this group moving forward. Thank you to Shannon who runs the clock, the horn, the clicker, and keeps the score sheets, among other team necessities. Thank you to on the ice Coach Soucy as well, you are positive voice in the kids ears.
I tell everyone that I share hockey talk with about our team, our coaching staff, and our collection of hockey families. This group is very special indeed. We are so very blessed to experience the pure joy of family and the positive ‘can-do’ attitude that pervades in this group. It is truly once in a kids’ career kind of stuff. Thank you for also allowing me to doodle a few thoughts every weekend or so and to put up with my wandering mind. It’s always my pleasure. Seriously though, let us never forget, at the rink, on the rides, before and after games, or in the stands; it is always about the kids. All of the kids.
How about we meet the roster? It’s only been seven months. Here they are, listed in numerical order. These kids have provided us all with so much joy, entertainment, and excitement this season. We have such a tremendous group of players, coaches, and hockey families that it’s difficult not to mention it often. Truly, we are blessed. We are the fortunate ones. What a great season!
Here are your, our, 2010 Manchester Flames: (Pictures from the final weekend of the season)
Please remember to click on the pictures or galleries that you see and enlarge the photos. Zoom in to fully enjoy the detail of what happens so quickly on the ice, and that these 10-year-olds are up to that pace. Enjoy!
2010 Manchester Flames Squirt Major 2
#2 Forward: Ian Kaveney.
#6 Forward: Teddy Beal.
#7 Forward: Gavin Petrie.
#9 Forward: Jordan Hawkes.
#10 Forward: Cam Desruisseaux.
#12 Forward: Sean McGee.
#21 Forward: Jacob Casimiro.
#31 Goalie: Travis Ingalls.
#63 Forward: Andrew Soucy.
#66 Defense: Colby Cloutier.
#73 Defense: Jax Diachenko.
#77 Defense: Finley Dunn.
#86 Forward: Garrett Warren.
#87 Defense: Caleb Powers.
#91 Defense, Per Diem Goalie: Logan McCain.
I have no idea what the 2010 Flames won-loss record was this season, but I don’t need to know in order to measure this team’s improvement over the course of the season. With kids who have been playing hockey for just two seasons, on up, they have improved steadily. They play together as a team a little more, a little better, each passing week. One theme that has run right through the center of this entire season is their will to compete for each other. They may not have their best energy or their best game on any given day, but it’s not induced by a lack of effort. These kids just keep going, and going, and going, until they are told they can stop. It sure has been an awful lot of fun.
Here are some more pictures from the weekend. I took a lot of pictures so I hope you don’t mind some more shots of weekend action, in no particular order. Well there is some order, as Saturday generally precedes Sunday.
Saturday: Flames 5 – Avalanche 1
Sunday: Flames 4 – Avalanche 2
On Saturday, after the game, the Cloutier’s shared cupcakes with the team in celebration of Colby’s birthday (he’s 23) this week. I happened upon these three guys lounging in the glory of delicious cupcakes after a 5-1 victory. Each of these three also scored a goal in the game as well.
Seasons ending are not my strength. I struggle to find a new routine when they are done. I wrestle with the ebb that is an open calendar and how it affects the camaraderie and security found within a group, a team, a family. I battle for words and thoughts to contrast the finality of seasons, school years, graduations, childhood, and lost loved ones. I have contended with these since I was a little boy. On days like these, at season’s end, I find that I am still very much that little boy. In some ways, I hold on to all that has happened before our eyes by trying to be the keeper of the words, thinker of the thoughts, and collector of the memories in pictures and descriptions. No matter what though, I cannot halt time nor bring it back around. I am forced like all others, to move along. To move forward. But until I do, I often will squint my eyes as tears form, creating a blurry frame of what I still see in my mind’s eye. I fight the pull that is my heart racing like it has suddenly found a better place to be. And I let my mind trail behind, grazing on the lush pastures of smiles, joyous occasions, and achievement earned by those who had yet to believe they were able until they did it. All of it done, often created from not much at all, in the presence of me, of us, along life’s high speed highway. I feel I could write about this sentiment, maybe forever, because forever is the only limit on how long the memory of these things should last. The pain is only powerful because of its’ proportion to how strongly I feel about these people, these moments, and better yet, that they were shared outside of my self. In the end, the pleasure is mine. Truly, mine. I fall every time, for the hope, for the mystery of the yet unknown and unseen. I will always fall for it, because there are not many things in a lifetime that are better than buying into something that is greater than yourself with every fiber of your being. Thank you letting me ride along with all of you.
“…And in the end
The love you take
Is equal to the love you make.”
The thoughts and opinions expressed here are those of the individual contributors, mostly mine, and do not necessarily reflect the views of the schools, coaches, players, or characters listed in any of these blog posts. Or, maybe they do, but you would have to ask them directly.
Either way, “It’s a great day for hockey” ~ the late “Badger” Bob Johnson.