The tuck of a foot, the roll of a puck,
the blade of a stick—it’s the little things, as they say.
Hard to describe but instantly recognizable.
In a skinny-jeans-with-a-jersey-sweater kind of way.
I’ve always believed in watching freely and
frequently of the boys playing.
Small details you notice up close, like a skate edge.
The dictionary defines it as “requiring or showing little or
no effort.” Now that’s how I like to watch hockey.
