The Fox’s Tail: Boxing week madness … without the sales
Blog — By fox on January 9, 2012 1:59 PMEditor’s note: This post is the second in a series about my trip to the World Juniors in Prague in 2007/2008. I went with a large group, about 350 Canadians, and spent time with them in Vienna and Prague before venturing to visit family in London.
A collection of tales from my trip to the 2008 World Juniors in Czech Republic.
The Fox’s Tail is a blog featuring a hockey perspective from a girl working with a hockey team in Canada.
By Fox
Dobry Den. (That’s Czech for Good Day.)
So last I told you all, we had our wonderful Christmas dinner at the hotel in Vienna and were getting up at the crack of dawn to head’er to Prague. We were supposed to have breakfast at the hotel, but ended up grabbing our eats on a train headed for the Czech Republic. Best part of this train ride?

My A+ gingerbread house I made, complete with Shreddie roof. This is entirely home-made! The cookies were baked in a special gingerbread mold. I hadn't made one since this one until this Christmas when I made one for a charity raffle.
Remember I told you about that gingerbread house I made in German class in Grade 11? I used what very little German I could recall to both order my breakfast AND ask where the facilities were. (I can no longer recall really anything, other than “I would like a beer”).
That day, part of our group got off the train in Pardubice, the little town about an hour outside Prague that was co-hosting the tourney, and where Canada would be playing all their games. These folks were staying in nearby Hradec Kralove, which played host to the tourney back in ’02 (I will definitely be dating myself here, but this was my personal favourite Junior team of all time … ABC line, Aulin-Boyes-Cammelleri and the “Pest” line Sutherby-Stoll-Ott). As for the rest of us, we kept on the road until we arrived in Prague. I was staying at a hotel downtown about a block from the top of the main square. Our room was spacious, had an awesome wrap-around balcony, that I didn’t get to use much other than to smoke (filthy habit!), nice flat panel TV, and a GIANT bathroom with heated tile floors.
We didn’t have much time to unpack, however, because we had to get to the rink, where we took in our first couple of games: Sweden vs. Slovakia and Czech Republic vs. Canada at Cez arena in Pardubice. The first intermission, we found out the most depressing piece of news ever. NO BEER IN THE ARENA. (No, seriously. No beer in the arena.) So, while I’m trying to crush a brew, that was pouredby some saucy teenage fox (hey, I was still young enough to look at him back in 07!) I was in the little entry way into the arena, and these two dudes are also crushing their pints trying to get back inside. I could see some of the action, but not quite all. I was trying to peek past the tall one’s shoulder when I noticed they were wearing customized jerseys that were NOT standard fan issue. “Those jerseys are sweet, where’d you get em?” I casually enquired.

So here's the boys who worked for Team Canada, with Chef Andrew Gass on the far right of this photo, and in the middle, hottie who poured my beers between periods at Cez Arena.
“We work for Team Canada,” they said. Team Canada’s personal chefs. Right. The one guy, Andrew, turned out to be originally from Toronto, so we got along off the hop, and they were telling me about their gig with the team. SO SWEET. We’re chatting away and then this guy in a suit comes up and says, “Man you guys are lucky, I’d kill for a beer.” I stare at him for a second. Wait. It’s James Cybulski from TSN! No way!

This man right here, my second husband (don't tell Sid!), signed my jersey when we went down to Team Canada's bus after their game against Slovakia. (Photo cred: yours truly.)
The next day, we had a pair more games to attend, and Canada was playing the early game, so after Canada picked up their second win of the tourney, we missioned outside to the team bus. Best part about going to the tourney in Europe? No pesky Hockey Canada people telling you things like “HEY! You kids can’t do that!” So, we just waltzed on down, waited for Team Canada to come out, and I had a second jersey that still had tags I wanted to get signed sooo Tavares, Marchand and Subban all signed. We even got a couple photos with them, well, not me because I was the one doing the taking. It was cool to be able to get to actually meet the players and tell them how excited we were to be there. They were surprised to see how many Canadians had given up their Christmas to come overseas and see them.
A couple days later, the rest of our group joined us, and I met my friend Sarah, who is still my friend now, years later. (We went to the 2010 tourney in Saskatoon together.) On the 29th we had our morning off, as the first game wasn’t until 4 p.m. so we had some time to do a little exploring. I was mostly trying to find a resto that served traditional Czech fare. My grandmother used to feed us all the staples when we were younger, and I was dying to find some.

Czech pastries, kolache, my grandmother (Babi) used to make for me when I was small. My auntie made these ones this year at our family Christmas. I introduced some of the guys on my trip to these and they couldn't stop eating them -- and left hardly any for me!
(Side note: in the mornings at breakfast, I had been loading up on a traditional Czech pastry, which I mentioned in my Christmas post, which is called kolache. One of the boys in our group, Newf, wanted to know what it was. I told him it was not good and he wouldn’t like it. He liked it so much, he told the rest of the boys and I had to start dashing down to the dining room before I showered in the morning and scooping a few before they ransacked the entire place. Jerks.)
I ended up buying a shirt and some Czech crystal beaded jewellery for my girlfriends back home and picking up some post cards — I use them in my scrapbooks.

Drunken me, I took this from the penalty box during warmy at Canada vs Sweden. I had access to a 300mm lens at the time and I used it for evil instead of good.
That afternoon we all piled onto the bus … and headed to the rink for Slovakia vs Czech (Rowdy, rowdy game, we all got completely smashed) and then Canada vs. Sweden. I found out that particular night that it was possible (and allowed!) to stand in the penalty box during warmup and shoot photos. No joke. Amazing, again in Canada this would NEVER be allowed.
In between reading Gone With the Wind on the bus rides there and back (about an hour each way) I made friends with people in our group. Much like my hockey team back in Alberta (Jickers, O.P., Brutus, Pigpen, Peeps, T-Bag and Goo) the boys all doled out nicknames, and because I was living in the mountains at the time, I got dubbed “Rocky.” We had Pennypacker, Newf, Newman, the Greasy Lawyer, Kramer … we got to know each other pretty well over the couple weeks, and I still keep in touch with lots of these beauties.
Stay tuned for my next post, which will be mostly about the massive gongshow that was New Years in Prague!
- Foxy
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50 Comments
Pretty interesting read, can’t wait to hear about new years in the next post
no beer in the arena?! this place is wack
I thought the same exact thing! More room for brews after game I guess.
another unreal story, love reading your blog!
no beer is just not good! sounds like an absolutely unreal trip though, can’t wait to hear more
no beer !
lol
wild there was no beer.. wheres the fun in that hah
no beer sounds awful
gotta have beer :/
jt, a champ!
another great post, looking forward to the next one
very interesting keep up the great colums
beauty pictures
Post some more pics from the box
sweet
I’ve had the chance to go to Prague for a week. It is a great city, I just wish I was able to catch some puck while I was there. Toured the largest movie studio in the Czech, which was unreal. We also got to meet Morgan Freeman…awesome! If any of you Gongers ever get a chance, I would recommend a visit. Can’t wait for the New Years in Prague post!
no beer = no bueno! Sounds like a great trip.
solid
Sounds like a pretty sick time, minus the whole no beer rule
sounds like a fun trip
I wish I would have been on that trip with you! I love the nicknames!
great read
NO BEER?! what kind of rink is this?
Great read Fox, can’t wait for the next one
great read
this sounds like an awesome trip, obviously no beer is bunk, but its hockey so its not too hard to have fun without it
no beer thats awful. good read still
good read
good stuff
Great read and good coverage!
great read
How hell do they not serve beer….
You could get beer, but you had to drink it in the lobby or concourse, you couldn’t bring it inside. Not too sure why, seemed weird, since they let you do pretty much whatever else you want but we just chugged them during intermission instead.
Nice read
so lucky wish i could of went
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awesome
great read
BEaut!
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beaut!@
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Unreal
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