I don’t feel like writing, but I will just so I can read this and remember the game.
Final score: 3-3. Would have been 2-3 if we hadn’t pulled our goalie in the final two minutes. But then, we lost a player along the way so hey at least we came out even.
Yeah, so we lost a player. One of our defensewomen (that sounds funny, huh?) had an asthma attack midway through the 2nd period and collapsed on the ice. It was scary because she wasn’t moving and we didn’t know what was wrong. It was even scarier once we figured it out because she wasn’t able to breathe and when we went to go get her inhaler we found out she hadn’t brought it. Fortunately one of my other teammates had an inhaler for her to use. After what felt like 2 forevers, the paramedics arrived and took care of her.
Bye bye period 2, running clock period 3. Oh, I forgot to mention we started 15 minutes late because Belmont Ice sucks and can’t keep the ice cold enough on hot days and we wound up having to do an additional Zamboni dry run just so the rink wouldn’t look like a freakin’ pond.
Running clock period 3. I had a breakaway. I deked one of their D and she decided to jam her stick blade into the little slot between my boot and skate blade. As I felt my ankle twist most unnaturally I thought, “shit Shit SHIT my ankle’s going to break!” It’s a little sore, but intact. I have no idea who did it, but I think I scared her by how loudly I screamed “FUCK!!!” on my way down. She kind of stood there and looked like she didn’t know what to do for a bit. Rarr.
Okay, so there’s the recap. I need to work on my skating. More power and endurance. I feel like an old lady out there.
I smell like hockey gear. Blech.
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