The other night Quinn played his final game as an Eston Rambler. Playing for The Ramblers has been a seventeen year chapter for Quinn. Endless seasons of playing his heart out with a team he couldn’t have been more proud to be a part of. The Ramblers are a family of their own. This group of men have such a unique bond. They depend on one another – to show up, to put their best foot forward, to challenge one another to be better (not just on the ice, but off the ice too). Being a part of a team like this gives you the privilege of years upon years of memories; shared laughter, long road trips, endless card games, gutting losses and triumphant wins. And above the game, these guys have lived through real life together too, getting married, having children, death, sobriety, divorce, a lot happens with a group of people after this many years together.
It has been really incredible to watch Quinn be a part of this team. I may be able to count a night or two (or twenty) where I nearly lost my mind over Rambler shenanigans but I was never ready for Quinn to throw in the towel. These hockey days have been a gift to our family. Our boys have spent the last seven years thinking their Dad is practically an NHL star, their very own hockey hero. They have adored watching him play and I have too.
There were times this season when I saw Quinn still skating like the wind and I would think “maybe he’s got oneee more year left” but the truth is, Quinn’s got many more years left, it will just be in another roll. Between coaching the kids, and him dealing with their hockey lives now, his life will still be plentiful at the rink and his role will be just as important.
You had a good run babe and we’re proud of you! #21 will have some big skates to fill next season. Thanks for sharing your love of the game with us. This may be the end of one chapter, but it’s the beginning of another great one!
Bountifully Blessed 