Had a pretty crummy game last night. I was in the wrong position all night. When loading up the gear to roll in, I got a splinter in my hand from my buddy’s wood stick (yes, goalies still use wood), along with other things, it just snowballed. My goalie partner had a great game, in which that made me happy. He had been having week after week of bad games, and it really was working on him. In the end, even the worst day of hockey is better than your best day of work.