Many dreams in one night, but I only remember hockey

I forgot to enter my dreams a few days ago, so I'm recording all I can remember now. Before I fell asleep this particular night I remember thinking something along the lines of how nice it was that since I began documenting my dreams I had been having them regularly. Well, as if my brain had taken this to heart and wanted to screw with my that night, I remember having at least five unrelated dreams, most of which I can't remember now. I do remember the last one, which was about me being thrown into a professional hockey game, completely untrained, but managing to at least move around alright. At one point I got possession of the puck, kicked it, and passed it off to another teammate who snapped it football style between his legs to another teammate right in front of the opponents' net, who then clumsily took a swing at it, mostly hitting the ice behind the puck, but still managed to score. The goalie basically just stood to the left side of the net angled away from the shot and made a half-assed effort at the last second to stop the shot.