Megan Keller '19

I grew up in Farmington Hills, Michigan. My older brother got into hockey, and being the annoying little sister, I wanted to follow him everywhere he went. He graciously let me tag along. I’d watch him play and say, “That’s what I want to do.” My parents signed me up for skating lessons, but I said I’d only take them if I could wear full hockey gear.

My first time on the ice at the local rink, I fell and came off crying. My parents said, “You signed up for this, so get back out there.” I figured out that wouldn’t be the last time I fell, and I’ve been in love ever since. I played on boys’ teams, and they treated me with respect. Some parents and other teams had things to say when I was out there, but that was just more fuel for me to go out and prove that I was just as good.

Because there was no professional league, we only got to watch women’s hockey every four years during the Olympics. It became my dream to one day represent my country and win a gold medal. At the moment when I made the goal [in February], it was quiet in my head. I was back to my youth hockey days, where you’re not thinking too much, just playing.

The best part of winning is meeting young fans now after games, tossing them a puck or seeing their eyes light up when they touch the gold medal. Getting to share that excitement with the next generation of girls who are going to carry this sport forward. I think it’s in pretty good hands, and every single day, I’ll be working to build a better future for them.  ◽