Maureen

“Peter is sitting in his office staring at a black computer screen. He’s thinking about “the right sort of guy.” He’s said those words hundreds of times in hundreds of different rooms, and hundreds of men have nodded in agreement, even though he is certain that no one can explain exactly what they mean. It’s a pointless term to use in hockey, because it suggests that who you are off the ice says something about who you are on it. And that’s a difficult thing to acknowledge. Because if you love hockey, if you love anything, really, you’d really prefer it to exist inside a bubble, unaffected by anything happening outside. You want there to be one place, one single place, which will always be exactly the same, no matter how much the world outside might change.”
― Fredrik Backman, Beartown