#StayTaped — hockey stories
It’s bad, really bad. Four pairs of gloves, three buckets, six sticks, countless sweaters and socks. What’s wrong with me? Why do I keep acquiring pieces of equipment when I haven’t grown in seven years? The answer, I love gear. Ever since I was a kid I’ve been reading the monthly hockey magazines, looking at the end of USA hockey checking out all of the new arrivals. Sticks are the name of the game for me, though I do not discriminate; anything with a logo is fair game.