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[19 Apr 2007|05:01pm] |
all i have to say is this. if new york wins this tournament, i am pretty sure i am never going to be allowed to go home ever again. i think maybe i should change my game routine? like maybe take nap, then eat food, instead of eat food, take nap, and have strange dreams.
tonight i suppose i will find out if this works or not. i will keep you all updated on my success. either that or i will have to find a new nationality.
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[06 Apr 2006|04:47pm] |
so i have not been around very much lately. i have been very busy. you know, training, practicing, scoring many many many goals.
and look. we might even make the playoffs this year. it is thrilling.
anyway, so i have been down here, learning how to make stir fry eating my weight in stir fry, learning my way around atlanta. they have very bad traffic. but a very big airport.
one thing i have learned is that you can get a flight anywhere at almost any time of the day. or night.
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[27 Oct 2005|10:05pm] |
I am just going to say it is pretty humiliating to lose to Pittsburgh, especially to lose a lead like that...generally it is not good to let the other team score seven goals in a row.
Ok, so, it sucked, kind of. I have never been fond of Pittsburgh and I think now even less so.
I saw the Senators won in overtime. I would have liked to be there.
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[13 Oct 2005|04:52pm] |
So the season has really started now, I guess.
It is okay so far. Things are going ok. It could be a lot worse, we could be one of those teams that is 0 and 4. My new apartment could be infested with bugs. So, I suppose it could be worse.
My new apartment is not infested with bugs or infested with anything, actually. There is hardly anything in it to infest.
It is nice having Bondra around, this way I do not feel quite so strange, you know, like a pea in a box.
Note to my annoying little brother: maybe if you checked your messages on your house phone more than once a week, you would have gotten my message. You must have gone out to find someone else to harass. There was no need to call dad and whine about it.
The weather here is a lot warmer than Ottawa, I will give it that. Even though I was wearing a white polo shirt today and I accidentally got the blue flavor of Gatorade on it, and then later I got a weird red stain on it that I am not sure how it got there or what it is.
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[24 Aug 2005|06:59pm] |
Look, guys, everybody, I am really upset. And I am sorry. And surprised. I had never thought about playing anywhere but Ottawa, you know? I am going to miss everybody. Even Jason. But not for very long. I think the Thrashers play you guys maybe four times or five times?
I am here at home in Slovakia and I will be here for awhile, I think. If I do not answer my phone, you know, you can leave me a message and I will live. If you are calling to yell at me, though, I will probably have to have you killed.
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[26 Jul 2005|04:33pm] |
I am very busy these days. Busy thinking. Busy thinking about how much it will suck having to move all my things back to Canada. And I have just gotten things set up, too.
Well, not just. But it is nice not to have to pack up a suitcase and leave every third day. Also I have not had to get on an airplane in a while, that is nice. Airplanes can be nice when you are going somewhere like Rome, but usually they are much crappier when you are going to somewhere like St. Louis or Pittsburgh.
Maybe before going back I will affect a dramatic transformation, like get a tattoo that covers my neck, or giant spider wings on my back, or a big snake on my leg. See, that is cool. Except it would hurt, and I think it would kind of be gross and filled with pus for a while.
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[04 Jun 2005|10:35pm] |
My apartment here at home in Trencin, I think it is haunted.
No, for real this time. See, I distinctly remember putting pair of socks on table in kitchen, then we went out and when we got home socks were on the FLOOR. That is not normal, right? Then later I was sitting in the kitchen and suddenly it was very cold, so I read about ghosts and ghosts cause temperature changes. I am kind of upset that my awesome apartment is haunted, I will probably have to have exorcism or something.
It is thundering, I think it will rain. Maybe I will make special rainy food, like popcorn.
I am thinking for vacation this year maybe we will go back to Italy? I mean, it is such a nice place to be, it would be a shame not to go there.
Maybe I will get my hair cut again.
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[19 Apr 2005|10:53pm] |
Marty, you are getting old.
I heard about the Czech team, too. Maybe you are getting lax in your old age, eh?
But there is still justice in the world. After all, Bratislava won the championship, right? See? Not all is lost.
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[19 Mar 2005|12:11am] |
I am getting tired of staring at the opposite wall of my bedroom.
Maybe I will rearrange the furniture so I can lie in bed and look out the window for a while.
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[10 Feb 2005|06:16pm] |
So, I am back home, right? Everyone knew that, though, because of course everywhere here in Slovakia there are people who are crying with joy. And also crying with fear because I am bringing all my goals and assists. That is right.
I liked Sweden, it was different, it was good league, but I like being home, too. My apartment was getting sort of dusty, and now I am back to give it proper airing-out and restock fridge and things like that.
Also my runty little brother is not always hanging around here, eating my leftovers. You would think he never ate.
Did everyone see my hat trick a few days ago? I feel this is very important, you know. Since there is no NHL, there is not really so much emphasis on number of goals being scored, there are not reporters hanging around you all the time asking if you think this is going to be the year you hit fifty or whatever. Maybe. Does it still count in different leagues?
My hat trick was still the coolest thing on the continent.
I am very glad to be home.
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[20 Jan 2005|05:00pm] |
I hope everyone saw my game-winning goal today. It is ok to ignore the penalty earlier, though. You would think since I am twenty-six they would maybe lay off on calling penalties all the time? I guess not.
My contract runs out pretty soon here in Mora, I am not sure what I am going to do next. I like it here, except it is very cold and dark a lot of the time, and it is very far north and there are lots of weird Swedish people hanging around. Well, they live here, but you know what I mean.
Maybe I will go back home, you know, because I think my place here is haunted. No, I am serious. I generally do not believe in ghosts, but this is different. I was lying in bed a few nights ago and trying to fall asleep and the door creaked open very slowly, and then when I woke up in the morning it was all the way open. And also I had Marcel over the other day and cooked dinner for him, and I was making chicken and rice, and suddenly the rice fell onto the floor, like, a cup of it. You can ask Marcel, he saw it with his own eyes. This is true!
Yes, maybe I will go back home, I miss it there a lot.
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[25 Dec 2004|05:36pm] |
I would have never thought that I would miss having about ten thousand people over to my house and having it trashed and having to spend Christmas Day cleaning up, but I do.
I am back home, for one, and I ate all my parents' food yesterday, and today they have gone to Stara Lubovna for a while. Even my stupid brother is not here, and for once maybe I would not torment him to death. So I am stuck here, rattling around in my apartment all alone.
I have hardly anything to eat.
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[11 Dec 2004|11:09pm] |
You know, I am kind of tired of getting penalties all the time. I think I have gotten at least one in every single game here. I did not mean to trip that guy today, really. It is not my fault he got in my way.
Being this close to Marcel all the time is very weird and unsettling. Have you seen the things he does to his hair? He is not a normal person.
There are not a lot of normal people on the team, though. They are nice and most of them are pretty cool, but they are, you know, Swedish. Or if not Swedish, whatever, Nordic. Or not. I think not being Slovakian makes people not normal. See, I have developed this very scientific theory (because there is not exactly a lot to do here) and it is that there are very few normal people around who are not Slovak, and I seem to have met very few of them. So the proportion of normal Slovakian people is very high compared to other people. I have done a lot of thinking.
Ok, well, maybe not a lot a lot, because there is some stuff to do, but not much. I think I will start carrying around a notebook and a pen and being like a philosopher, you know? Maybe I will write a book.
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[17 Nov 2004|09:49pm] |
So I have made it to Sweden, I think everyone has heard. For a while, at least. It is pretty nice here, you know. It is different. But it is ok. It is on the cold side. I had not met most of the guys on the team before, but they seem pretty nice, and most of them speak some English. Marcel offered to teach me Swedish but I am not sure I am going to take him up on that. I am not too sure about his Swedish skills, and also I think he remembers the time I was in Portland and called him up to tell him "fucking cockasses" were a kind of exotic bird.
What? It was funny. I am sorry, Marcel, that you got in trouble, but you were young and stupid(er). Do not put gum in my hair or anything. Ew.
But anyway, there are not a lot of NHL players in the Swedish league compared to some other leagues, because it is not quite as wealthy, but that is ok, there are plenty of cool guys, Zee is playing over in Farjestad and there is my brother and Rastislav here, and I am seeing that Alfie is going back to Frolunda. So it is not like there is no one here. It will be exciting!
I probably left some things back in Trencin that I will have to have someone send me. I have not unpacked most of my things yet, they are lying in my suitcase getting all wrinkly, but ok, fine, whatever, it is not like they do not believe in dry cleaners here. Maybe I will invest in some pants that have fur linings, I think that would be warm. I think I left my black toque in Ottawa, the one I wore all the time last winter? I will have to get a new one.
Saturday before I left I went down to Topolcany and came back and packed and did some things. I washed my sheets and made up my bed nicely so in case for some reason I have to come back, it will be like coming home. Well, it is my home. But more like home. Anyway, it is really difficult to make my bed alone, since the way I have things arranged I have to kind of leap over one corner several times. I think I almost broke my knee. Maybe I will rearrange it at Christmas, it is all well and good if I can see the castle from bed, fine. I think maybe when I go home I would not want to look at the castle all the time any more.
I am glad I am in Sweden right now.
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[25 Oct 2004|06:30pm] |
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Marcel, do you like my haircut? I do. I think it looks much better on me than it ever did on you.
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[16 Oct 2004|02:10pm] |
So I am finally able to assemble my favorite outfit, again. You know, I was not aware the Czech Republic had become a third-world nation where first-class postage had become such a luxury.
If you have been paying attention, also, you will have seen my goal yesterday, which was very nice. And also we have been winning, and I think I am getting used to the uniforms again. Back when I was playing before, they were really bad and horrible, but I think they grow on you, you know? I like them better now.
Maybe tonight I will do some things I have been neglecting.
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[29 Sep 2004|08:25pm] |
So if you have been paying attention you will see that Trencin has been doing well, like we beat Bratislava the other day 5:0. It is kind of weird playing again for Trencin, you know, it is like old days before I was drafted. But better, mostly, because I am not living at home any more and I have coolest apartment ever.
Speaking of coolest apartment ever, you know, I had to repaint the inside bedroom door because it was all marked up, so I had to go find paint that matches or whatever and man at paint store said they never made that color and there was matching and laser-scanning and things, so I decided not to bother and I painted it gray. The walls in the bedroom are blue, which is good because I like blue, except now the inside door is a kind of gunmetal gray. Maybe I will repaint but probably I will just live with it.
Also my dad is supposedly doing hockey stuff, but I think this is a lie. If he were actually doing real work, would he call me all the time to tell me to watch this tape or that tape from the World Cup? Well, it is my dad, so yes. But I have no interest in seeing any of the World Cup games, and neither does anyone I know. And since Marcel has selfishly gone off to Sweden and I stayed here whenever I go home my dad ambushes me with a tape. But it is ok because my mom will cook for me if I am too lazy to cook for myself, so there are benefits.
Also it has been a while since I lost something, and now I cannot find my red cargo pants. I think I lost them somewhere in the World Cup travelling, maybe. They are not anywhere in my apartment, I am going to have to start a search.
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[08 Sep 2004|10:00pm] |
So.
I guess we are out of luck.
It was pretty bad, sitting in the locker room afterwards. Jan looked like he was going to throw up. I think he did throw up, or cry, but he looked like shit. And the worst part was that none of it was his fault. He did the best he could, it was the rest of us that sucked.
What happened? I have no idea. I thought we were doing ok. I thought we had a chance. Maybe it should just be a top-six tournament and we can compete with Germany and Latvia and, say, Belarus.
I am ashamed of myself, of course. I think everyone I know was watching this game. Soon I am going to have to talk to my dad and I am never going to hear the end of it, ever. At home it will be worse, I am going to have to explain everything to everyone a million times and what is left to say? What was there left to say to start with? That after we lost Ziggy and Bondra and Handzus no one would give us the time of day anyway?
But at the end of the day I still got to play with the greatest guys ever. It was fun even when we were losing, playing soccer, fucking around on the plane. I would never trade my jersey. There is no one I would rather lose with.
I think we are all going to hang around together one last night.
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[01 Sep 2004|04:19pm] |
Bondra's cast is red.
He is so cool.
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[26 Aug 2004|10:35pm] |
I think I still have some jet lag. Is that possible? Or else I am just tired right now, or worn out or something. Maybe it is the weather here.
I am never going anywhere with Gabby ever again. Today we were walking and we were almost hit by a bus and it was his fault. See, I think Gabby does not quite realize the part about looking both ways before crossing the street. Maybe he missed that day in school or something. If he is hit by a bus, the whole team will be forced to do remedial street-crossing again and I think the people here would be scared of twenty-odd Slovaks holding hands and looking both ways and crossing the street at the whistle.
But real practice has been going well so far. There are no problems. It is exciting! Our next game is going to go well. Game against Sweden was just a warm-up.
I think I left some things back at home in Trencin. It is ok, though, really. They can wait. And it will not bother me that badly.
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