Upon arrival to the great afterlife, Seamus immediately finds that his biggest regret is not being able to play hockey again. To this cause he now bends his immense amount of found free time. In this new afterlife world, the residents of this land are ice as only something they eat or avoid at all costs. Seamus finds that the task at hand may be one for Sisyphus but in order slack his desired for the game he has no choice but to pursue a team. He first starts with sourcing blades. More difficult that he thought as he had to describe what he wanted to a local blacksmith and then have him actually make a crude set as a prototype. The entire time the blacksmith was just confused but somehow willing to try it out as Seamus described this invention as something that would revolutionize winter travel. After getting the skates he immediately put on demonstrations and gained interest in making it a sport in time. The rest was hockey baby!