Support for Gabe

Hello. My name is Molly Howell. As many of you already know, a beloved member of our hockey family, Gabe Chubb, suffered a severe head injury (knocking his helmet off) during a hard hit in last night’s UNO vs University of Missouri game in Columbia, Missouri. He sustained a severe concussion, two brain bleeds, and a fractured jaw. As of tonight, Gabe and his family are still in the hospital, as his doctors want to keep him under observation for an additional night. Tomorrow, they will do more scans, hoping for signs of improvement.

I’m here to reach out to all of their and my friends and family, as well as our hockey community, to ask you for prayers. The presence of the Lord is strong right now. He is wrapping Gabe and his family in His arms and providing them with the strength needed to get through this difficult time. Through you, we’d love to keep this going.

I’d also like to ask everyone reading this to consider making even the smallest monetary donation to help offset the cost of Gabe’s hospital bills. The only thing the family should be worrying about right now is caring for their son.

Thank you for your continued love and support. In case you missed it, I’d like to share Jenny’s original post about the accident below. Anyone reading this can feel the pain she and her family were feeling last night.

“Two opposing teams, coming together in prayer for a severely injured player who moments before was rendered unconscious by a check that just lined up in that freakishly perfect way to cause what only exists in every hockey mom’s worst nightmares. I have only seen scenes like this a handfull of times, where the crowd goes silent and time stands still as you wait for some sign of life. Most notably close to 30 years ago, when Claude Lemieux cheap shotted and severely injured Kris Draper during The Stanley Cup finals. I was watching with my dad. Oh the yelling I heard from that recliner about how only cowardly SOBS hit like that! Those hits stick with you. They chill you to the bone when you see it….never did I imagine it would be my son leaving the ice on a stretcher with an injury hard enough to end a game in the first period because both teams were just too rattled to keep playing. But here I sit in a MO hospital room where the letters TBI keep echoing in my head. And “brain bleed” and “major concussion” and “facial fractures”. Here I sit in the dark with my first born boy. I wasn’t there…but when my phone started blowing up as I sat at a piano recital, from a fellow team mom and then Jeff, my stomach fell….because I knew the game had been just underway and I knew there’d be only one reason for those calls…. And when I heard “he can’t move his arms or legs” the wind went out of me and from that moment on I called out to the heavens. God is never ceasing in his Mercy. Gabe is going to be ok. It’s going to be a little bit of a long road ahead but aside from a minor bleed and a massive

Concussion , he should make a full recovery. We are just waiting on a follow up CT. He is in considerable pain now and the medicines aren’t really helping other than to make him sleepy. ❤️‍He is nauseous and irritable. All normal I am told with this type of injury.

I have the clip. I can’t watch it. I don’t know if I ever will. Jeff told me not to. He knows what I can and cannot handle, as good husbands do.

Let me tell you something about hockey…it is a family. We take care of one another and unless you are in it you do not understand the ties that bind us. I have never felt so much love and support and PRAYERS. Messages from team Moms . One who just knew she had to go with my son to the hospital because Jeff and I were not down in Missouri. A coach who never left his side until we arrived, another team dad and son who stayed behind to wait with the coach and give him moral support and a ride home. A team who wanted to stay put in that hospital until they could put eyes on their brother. Hockey moms and dads from the past and present sending us love and prayers. The linesman from the game who blew the whistle because he knew it was bad….we talked to him later because he has a son who is permanently disabled from the same sort of hit…what are the odds? (Google Mick Deaver) The medic who decided to bypass local hospitals to get him to level 1 trauma-she just also happened to he a medic for the Blues and a hockey mom herself…TELL ME THE ODDS! The absolute best family on planet earth.

Please continue to pray the situation improves. That his pain subsides.

And for a smooth ride back to town. I don’t know when he will get back on the ice but prayers also that he is at peace with however long of a time that might be. He was born for this game.” ❤️