I stepped out of the limousine, and walked toward the large, spinning glass doors of the arena.

"You ready Jakie?" Asked Patrice Bergeron, who was walking beside me.

"You bet!" I replied, grinning.

In just 7 hours, I would be on the ice, representing Canada, in the Sochi 2014 Winter Olympic Games. It was the last time that we would step through these doors until the outcome of the game was decided.

We walked through the doors, and looked at the game schedule. We were playing at 7:00 PM against the Swiss team.

We headed down the tunnels towards our complex. Every team had their own little complex, with dressing rooms, trainers rooms, equipment rooms, and more.

We entered the complex, and I set down my lunch, that my girlfriend Ashley had packed me. A waterboy picked it up for me, and started to bring it toward the dressing room to put in my stall.

"Thanks bud!" I called after him.

He looked back, smiled, and nodded.

"I love this place." I told Bergy, who was headed to our teams private gym, in the complex.

He nodded, and held the door open, as I followed him in.

"It's pretty awesome." He agreed.

I picked up some weights, and started working.

"Hey guys!" Mike Babcock came into the room. "How are we gonna do tonight?"