My Dive into Six Nations Lacrosse
So, I got interested in Six Nations lacrosse a while back. Didn’t know much, just kept hearing bits and pieces, you know? Sounded intense, sounded important. Figured I should try and understand it a bit better, see what the fuss was all about.
First thing I did was just jump online. Typed it in. Expected maybe some slick league website like you see for other sports. It wasn’t quite like that. Found some articles, some history stuff. Realized pretty quick this wasn’t just like picking up hockey. It felt deeper, tied to the Haudenosaunee people, their history. That part was really interesting.
Trying to follow the actual games, though? That was a bit trickier. I looked for schedules, teams, who was playing who. It wasn’t always super clear, least not to me, an outsider looking in. Maybe I was looking in the wrong places. It felt less like a commercial product and more like… something real, happening within a community.
- Found some mentions of big tournaments.
- Read about the Creator’s Game, the spiritual side.
- Saw pictures of the wooden sticks, very different.
It kinda reminded me of this one time years ago. Totally unrelated, but stick with me. I was trying to find out about my great-grandfather’s old workshop. He was a carpenter, apparently really good. But trying to find actual records, or pictures, or even solid stories? Almost impossible. Just fragments, family talk, nothing concrete you could hold onto. It felt similar, trying to grasp something significant that wasn’t all neatly packaged for easy consumption.
That search for my great-grandfather’s story, it led me down a weird path. Ended up finding an old box in the attic, not with workshop stuff, but full of my dad’s terrible poetry from high school. We had a good laugh about it later, but the feeling of searching for one thing and finding something totally unexpected, something personal, stuck with me. And looking into Six Nations lacrosse gave me a bit of that same vibe. You start looking for scores and stats, but you end up thinking about history, culture, community.
So yeah, didn’t exactly become a lacrosse expert overnight. Still don’t know all the rules or players. But I definitely got a feel for it. It’s more than just guys running around with sticks. It’s got roots. Deep ones. I respect that. It’s something I check in on now and then, just to see what’s happening. Glad I took the time.
