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Viewing blogs posted in May, 2017
Sunday, May 07, 2017# Posted by Joel Dixon at 07/05/2017 12:28:53
My Mario Lemieux Fantasy Camp experience provided innumerable jaw-dropping moments - yet they all fail in comparison to the first time I stepped out onto PPG Paints Arena on day 4 of camp.
We had regular hockey stalls at PPG Paints Arena, I wonder if the volunteer equipment manager knew how awesome this all was to me. I did try to tell a few of them - but due to the alcohol I think it just came out as "I love youse guys"
I had watched a few NHL hockey games many years previously, back when the Penguins played in "The Igloo" or Mellon Arena, but I had not yet seen a game in the new multi-use facility that is currently named PPG Paints Arena. It struck me as more than a little odd that the first time I would ever glimpse the ice surface of the Penguins in person was while I was walking out to play a game (with a Hockey Hall of Fame teammate no-less). It's difficult to describe how amazing it was to step out onto that ice the first time. While we did play a game outdoors at Heinz Field, the stands were quite far away and it just felt like playing on any outdoor rink (which certainly was an experience in itself). Seeing thousands of seats looming above the ice was an incredible feeling - I can't imagine how I would have reacted if the seats were filled with screaming fans. It made me wonder how the rookie pros can concentrate when they finally make it to the NHL - I was struggling to keep my mind on the game as it was. I did, however, make sure to warm up like a champion - by stick-handling over the well worn McDonald's logo which is a favourite of Crosby (or an inescapable superstition that he now regrets).
Previous camps have had games open to the public - which could draw quite a crowd considering you can watch Mario on the ice again. As if I didn't feel the need to crap in my padded shorts enough…
I'm not sure if I've adequately described how bat-shit crazy it felt was that I was about to play a game of hockey at PPG Paints Arena
When the game started I cobbled together another mediocre performance, but this time I didn't have any level of faceoff prowess to make myself feel better. Although the laws of probability would insist otherwise, the majority of my faceoff tilts were lined up against the opposition's pro Ron Duguay - most well known for his glorious flowing locks (and the understandable response that followed from his female fans). Duguay completely destroyed me at the faceoff dots, and it wasn't even close. I'm fairly certain I didn't win a single faceoff against him - thankfully I did win a couple when he wasn't on the ice. This abject domination made me question whether Turgeon actually had been trying against in the previous game - but for the sake of storytelling (and my sanity) I've since decided that he was.
I'm glad those three people in the background got adequate footage of yet another faceoff loss for us
After the game we were treated to another tour - this time of the locker rooms at PPG Paints Arena. While the main dressing room didn't surprise me (as we'd seen already seen the copy at the Penguins practice facility), the rest of the amenities were suitably impressive. My favourite part was when we got to the custom-built shooting gallery in the depths of the arena. What was previously a storage area was furnished with a goal and nets - providing the players an ad hoc area to work on their shot. I made a very primitive version of this myself by hanging some tarp from my garage back home and throwing down a square of high density polyethylene for a shooting pad. Obviously the Penguins version was much cooler than mine - but what really drew my attention was the stack of sticks on the side of the room.
I love the small touch with the crowd in the background
I'm guessing they don't clear these out too frequently (judging by the stick for Plotnikov)
We had been told repeatedly that we were not to touch any of the players gear or sticks while on our tours - which is more than fair enough. Fortunately, the sticks that the players deem unlucky made their way to the shooting practice room, and these sticks we were allowed to use. Being able to grab one of Stanley Cup Champion Phil Kessel's distinctive candy stripe sticks and use it to fire some pucks at the goals was all kinds of awesome! Not many of the Penguins are right-handed like I - so I could only take use of Kessel, Letang and Patric Hornqvist's twigs - but there was also a stick in the rack that was a tad strange. The previous owner's name had been scratched off, but I did notice it was Crosby's height and had Crosby's specific blade profile. I imagine it had the name removed to prevent people from stealing a stick that could make some money on eBay - but I was just happy enough to be holding it and firing some incredibly weak left-handed shots at goal (just so I could experience using a rejected Crosby stick).
The actual player sticks (that we could not touch) - Kessel clearly expects to go through more than a few
Dana's skate repair work area - well-organised would be an understatement
I was wondering around the "Suite 66" section of the arena, casually glanced at these two Conn Smythe trophies…
... and the sticks Mario used to score his 500th and 600th goals. When I was a kid I always wanted a Koho Revolution because it was used by Mario
After an autograph session (in which I got my two new jerseys and a heritage Lemieux top from the 1992 season signed by all of the camp pros) we had our semi-final game (we finished second to play off against the third team). Not much changed as far as my play was concerned - but it was awesome seeing Coffey and Caufield shift into a higher gear. They were clearly invested in the result of the semi-final, and it was fun watching Coffey's skating improve to impress me further. We ended up winning the game and booked our ticket to the final - the winner of which would receive a trophy that could be lifted at centre ice. I wanted that trophy bad!
The semi-final was against Duguay's team again - but this time I think I actually won one faceoff against him (not pictured)
Setting up behind the net to send out a pass
It was pretty cool having Lemieux push me out of the crease protecting his goalie
Playing against so many amazing people - I almost forgot to mention that one of the captains was Bryan Trottier winner of 6 Stanley Cups with more than a few interesting stories
We headed back to the hotel for dinner and drinks while watching the Penguins lose in Dallas to the Stars. I had another few interesting conversations - but headed to bed much earlier than the last night. I had to be ready for the grand final (when I would surely score my first goal of the tournament).
I woke up very nervous on day five of camp. Even after 3 seasons of weekend ice hockey, I never fail to be full of nerves before each and every game - and this always ramps up during finals. Surprisingly, I was at a pretty average level of jitteriness before and during each of the camp games I had played in so far - I assuming my body just didn't know how to handle the events transpiring around me. This all changed with the camp grand final, I was amped up to a level I hadn't experienced before. Coach Larouche had brought in his Stanley Cup rings - as he had promised he would if we won the semi-final. Sticking one of those bad boys on my finger was pretty cool, as was the feeling of relief when I safely removed it and returned the jewel to its box.
Coffey pumped us up in the rooms before the game, and there was lots of camaraderie amongst the team. If felt really cool to be a part of, but certainly did add a little to my nerves. As if that wasn't enough - Mario Lemieux was playing for our team again, and would be playing with my line. Now was my turn to score a goal with Mario assisting - as the prophecies (my dreams) foretold.
I certainly don't remember what we were discussing here, so I'll just assume Mario was asking for my advice…
Up on the big screen (without having to dance to Cotton Eye Joe)
I certainly played one of my better games, pretty defensively sound and had a couple of rushes up forwards resulting in good scoring chances. Coffey tried to set me up for a goal a few times to no avail. I also had a great chance when Mario passed me the puck in the attacking zone, I got past one defender before unfortunately losing the puck off my stick before I could shoot. The size of my new stick was really bothering me the whole camp long, certainly not a mistake I'll make if I do return next year.
Mario sees me trailing the play with speed...
... passes the puck past three defenders, as you'd expect…
... before I let it roll off my stick. Like you'd also expect
Mario Lemieux was supposed to switch sides at the half-point of the game, but as we were trailing the stacked team by 5 or so goals, he elected to stick with our sinking ship. We did score a few late goals to make it interesting, but team Patrick won the game pretty easily. After the game, Mario Lemieux signed the helmet he had been wearing and gave it to me, plus Coffey signed his water bottle with a nice message for me to take home. It's hard to explain how these small gestures pretty much made my year (and hockey career in general), if Mario's helmet wasn't too large for me I'd be wearing at every single one of my future games until it fell apart.
Unfortunately the helmet hasn't given me "Super Mario" powers
I am thankful that I have reached a position in life that I can assist such a worthwhile charity as the Mario Lemieux Foundation. Put simply, the foundation's Hockey Camp is a one-in-a-lifetime event that I will always treasure. The more I think about it, the more I realise it's not the results of the tournament or even the sweet autographed equipment I carted home that will affect me in the years to come, sustaining me when I eventually lie in bed too old to lace up my skates. I will value most the awesome people I met during the camp and our shared experience of playing hockey with a bunch of pros that were just as happy to be there as we were. I certainly hope I can convince some of them to come back next year so we can do it all again!
I'll have to work on my faceoffs.
# Posted in the Travel section and tagged as: Lemieux Fantasy Camp, Pittsburgh
This is the 5th in the Joel Goes To Camp series
Game 1 - Pittsburgh Arrival - Border Security Magic, 2017Game 2 - Mario Lemieux Fantasy Camp 2017 - Day 1 (Registration and Penguins Stadium Series)Game 3 - Mario Lemieux Fantasy Camp 2017 - Day 2 (Contract Signing, Training and Game)Game 4 - Mario Lemieux Fantasy Camp 2017 - Day 3 (Outdoor Game, Injury, Dinner and Drinks)Game 5 - Mario Lemieux Fantasy Camp 2017 - Day 4 and 5 (Final Games)Game 6 - Chicago - Blackhawks, Bulls and a bean, 2017Game 7 - Pittsburgh Return - Fleury, Fleury, Fleury!, 2017Game 8 - New York - Third time's a charmed lamp, 2017Game 9 - Miami, Naples and Tampa - Beaches, Babe and a Baby Sloth, 2017Game 10 - Philadelphia - Not that sunny, 2017Game 11 - Pittsburgh - For some hockey (why not?), 2017
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Pittsburgh - For some hockey (why not?), 2017
Philadelphia - Not that sunny, 2017
Miami, Naples and Tampa - Beaches, Babe and a Baby Sloth, 2017
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Chicago - Blackhawks, Bulls and a bean, 2017
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Mario Lemieux Fantasy Camp 2017 - Day 3 (Outdoor Game, Injury, Dinner and Drinks)
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