New Hampshire Junior Monarchs - Team Members and Regular Season

Team Members and Regular Season

The Junior Monarchs hold tryouts in April. The majority of players must be between the ages of 16 and 20, though select players age 14 and up may be considered. The season starts the day after Labor Day and playoffs finish during the third week of March each year.

The schedule includes 45 EJHL regular season schedule games plus three rounds of playoffs.

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