Coming down with something, I think, after playing floor hockey indoors and then walking out into the cold in my wet clothes.
So out of shape, thought I was gonna faint. Still, managed to score a goal by driving the net hard (took on 2 d-men and shovelled the ball through the goalie's pads, after running chest-first into some guy's shoulder to win the ball). Had a few more chances in close, but the goalie came up huge a few times and I missed the net a few other times.
My chest is still sore after that little run-in. So if you see me grabbing at my chest, it's not because I like to grope myself... I'm probably in pain.
A tiny window into my world.
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