For Jack Wilson, hockey was an adopted love. Wilson had grown up watching hurling, soccer, and most importantly, rugby. When he was young he would go out with his friends and pretend to be the Irish national team. As Jack grew up he thought that rugby was going to be the sport of his future until he realized...he had no hands. So he had to reevaluate, his parents took him to an ice rink, one of the few in the entire country and he instantly fell in love. He was on the ice every day his mom would take him, working on his crossovers and backward skating until his legs wouldn't carry him any farther. Wilson would stay up late into the morning to watch the SHL games that were on at the time. So Wilson's dream had changed, he dreamed about one day skating in the SHL and playing for the cup. Unfortunately...he still has no hands.