There I was, standing in a grocery store in a small town in Pennsylvania when my agent called me.
“Do you want to be an American Hockey League player?”
I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. Obviously, I said yes.
Then he told me I was coming back home to play for the Calgary Wranglers and that I would be meeting the team in Laval while they were out on the road.
You would think getting to the team would be a pretty simple process. It was not. The first problem was that I didn’t have my passport.
Somehow, the next few hours turned into Calgary Wranglers management helping me figure out a rental car, me driving through five states to get my passport and then getting to the airport with about 45 minutes to spare. I flew to Laval, got there around midnight, had morning skate the next day and then made my AHL debut on Saturday in front of a sold-out rink.
What a whirlwind. But sometimes, that’s hockey. And honestly, that’s kind of how my whole year went.
The road to Reading
Coming out of the season, I honestly wasn’t sure what was going to happen with hockey. We had just lost our first game at nationals in Halifax, and I thought that might have been my last game. My former agent had quit, and I hadn’t really been in contact with anybody, so I was thinking about what life might look like without hockey. I had even thought about getting into professional refereeing.
Then, once the dust had settled after Nationals, my current agent gave me a call. He told me there were a bunch of teams asking about me, and I ended up signing with the Reading Royals in the ECHL.
It was exciting, obviously. I had another chance to keep playing hockey, and I was going to get to experience professional hockey for the first time. I went to Pennsylvania and, right before I was about to get settled in, my agent called me again.
That was the grocery-store phone call.
And suddenly, instead of figuring out my first few weeks of pro hockey in Reading, I was trying to figure out how to get back to Calgary and into an AHL lineup.
The last dance at MRU
I’m very much a person who tries to attack what’s at my feet first. Coming into my last year at Mount Royal, I wasn’t sitting there thinking about playing pro hockey. I was thinking about winning.
We had lost to the University of Saskatchewan the year before, and a lot of our team was coming back. We wanted another shot at it, and it felt like we owed it to each other to run it back one more time.
The start of the year was a little weird. We started around 5-6-1, and then we went on a pretty crazy run. We won something like 16 of our next 18 games. Everything was clicking, and we rolled through the playoffs and reached the Canada West Final again, playing U of S in a rematch of the 2025 final.
Then we lost to them again. And then we lost our first game at nationals in Halifax.
That was when I really thought hockey might be over for me. Looking back, it’s kind of crazy to think that the season I thought might be my last ended up being the season that opened the door to professional hockey.