I didn’t set out to write about hockey.

I became a goalie parent first.

That came with early mornings, cold rinks, long drives, and a seat along the boards where you learn to watch more than you speak. Over time, I noticed how different the experience is when your child stands in the crease. How the game looks slower, heavier. How silence matters more than shouting.

This blog grew out of that space.

I write from the perspective of a parent watching a young goalie grow into his favorite position. Not as a coach. Not as an expert. But as his dad. A goalie dad. One that stands nearby, pays attention, and tries to understand what’s happening. On and off the ice.

Being a goalie parent asks something specific of you.
Patience. Distance. Trust.

You learn when to stay quiet. When to let the game belong to them. You learn that wins and losses land differently when your child is in de goal. You learn that progress often shows up in small, unremarkable moments: a reset after a goal, a calm warm-up, the way gear is packed at the end of the night.

This space is for those moments.

I write for other parents who are new to this role and wondering what lies ahead. And for young goalies who might recognize themselves in the routines, the pressure, or the quiet parts in between.

You won’t find coaching tips here.
You won’t find performance analysis.

What you’ll find are observations. Reflections. Stories from the stands, the car ride home, the empty rink, and the space between games. All together it may been seen as the ultimate guide for goalie parents.

If you’re reading this as a parent: you’re not alone in the waiting.
If you’re reading this as a goalie: what you’re feeling is part of the position.

This blog is simply a place to notice that. Together, quietly.