The last two weeks have been a bit of a roller coaster. June 27 was pretty much the best day of my life. I was in Florida watching the draft from the stands with my dad when I heard my name called. Getting drafted is pretty much the best news a hockey player can hear at my age.
I learned within five minutes of getting drafted that I’d be going to Washington for this camp, so I couldn’t be more excited. The way the Caps run things here is top-notch, so I really couldn’t have asked for a better two weeks.
The camp is definitely a step up from what I’m used to. It’s pretty surreal; it’s a business now. It’s different from juniors in a lot of ways—it’s just a lot more professional, and it’s a lot of fun. I’ve also never played hockey with a 25-year-old before. The guys are a lot bigger, so that’s something I’ll have to get used to.
I arrived at camp yesterday afternoon. It was a good day. We did some testing and medical stuff—nothing too crazy. We had a good meal, and the hotel’s really nice.
I’m looking forward to sharing this week with one of my teammates from home, Colby Williams. We played together on the same defensive pair for the Regina Pats in the WHL last season and were drafted just a round apart. We’re on different scrimmage teams this week, though—I’m on Team Red while he’s on Team White—so I might have to rough him up a little bit.