Holiday Magic
I wanted to give you one more reason to appreciate our hockey guys as you’re all traveling home for the holidays, so I took the time to write this up and send it in moments after witnessing our hockey team’s holiday charity event.
Did you know that our boys not only donated their time today to a group of foster children, but that they also taught each and every one of them how to ice skate?
As a romance reader, I’ve come across the phrase “my ovaries exploded” far too often for a concept that sounds remarkably concerning from a medical perspective.
What does that even mean? You got all hot and bothered because a guy did something paternal, making you think of him like a potential father for your kids?
Or you suddenly want to have that guy’s baby?
Look, I still don’t know if I really get what it means, but I would say mine damn near exploded a few hours ago when I saw these big, six-foot-tall hockey players crouched down and holding the hands of kids who were scared to be on the ice.
And spinning them in the air? Forget it.
I nearly died. Friends, the games are amazing.
Their practices are great. Those groin stretches, well you all remember how I feel about those.
But a charity event with children? All I want for Christmas is a recording of that event so I can watch it over and over again.
In case you’re worried about the grueling schedule of a professional hockey player, let me just assure you that most of these guys would make awesome dads if what I just saw is any indication.
Seems like a potentially reasonable tradeoff.
Happy holidays! You’ll have to wait until after the new year to read my write up of tonight’s game. Leo Harrison is going for the all-time BU scoring record tonight, and if I know Leo at all, we’ll have something to celebrate when we get back to campus. Until next year!