These boots were made for walking, and that’s just what they’ll do. If someone was to tell me that since arriving in Canada we’d be welcomed by seven straight days of bright blue skies and sunshine, Id have bitten their hand off and would still be chewing on it now. In the first few days… Continue reading World Cup of Hockey; Day 8
‘It worked out at 95 pence a bottle, yippee ki ya kimo sabe -to quote the famous Bruce Willis’ was my Dads response to buying a 28 bottle crate of coors light this morning. Why the need to buy it? Well they were offering free limited edition socks inside certain crates and I couldn’t help… Continue reading World Cup of Hockey; Day 7
Never have I ever… Been so awe-inspired by watching the raw talent of the worlds finest sportsmen, than I have in these past few days. On the eve of freshers week for the students back home in Leeds, I find myself sat 5,500 kilometres away sipping on a Starbucks coffee after watching the young hotshots… Continue reading World Cup of Hockey; Day 4
Eat, sleep, Hockey, repeat. Today started at eight o’clock. In the gym for ten past and sweating like a Canucks fan near the Stanley Cup (a hockey joke for those who don’t get the reference) forty five minutes later, after completing what I’d say was the most enjoyable treadmill run ever. An on screen personal… Continue reading World Cup of Hockey; Day 3
Beaten by the buzzer! 