Saturday, I went to the general meeting of my Women's Hockey League out of support for some perceived dissing my division had received. There were snacks and door prizes, so who can complain (especially when my friend Leslie won the $150 towards league fees! Woo hoo!)? I did get dissed twice -- once for having sent in next season's registration early (mine arrived first. What can I say? I had the form and my checkbook in the same place.). The second diss was much better.

A friend of a friend plays in the league also. I don't really know this woman and don't interact with her very often. Her abilities on the ice are different than mine -- basically I'm a lot more agressive, faster and have stronger skills. Apparently she's fine being at her level but I've been working my ass off to get better ever since I started this hockey business.

Anyway... the topic of players being in the wrong division for their abilities came up and she went off, bitching about someone who plays 6 times a week being too fast for this division, too agressive (I do tone it down when playing with that group), too skilled to be playing in Green (the lowest level). She finished her tirade with an exasperated "Will ya just move up to Red (the next level up) already????" As if you can move up mid-season (you can't). I turned bright red but was quietly pleased that for the first time in my life, someone thought I was too good at a sport. Me!