Back in 2008 I was in net at tournament in Chicago with the boys team I was on, and there was a coach from the local USHL team scouting our game. He liked what he saw from me on the ice, and he was talking to my goalie coach up in the stands.
“Whoa, man, that guy can play. Look at his movement — the way he reads the play.”
But I changed ends after the period and he saw a whole lot of curly blonde hair coming out of the back of my goalie mask. And that's when he suddenly started sounding less certain about what he was seeing.