The day my biggest fear comes true… I’ll keep it very short this week, since I didn’t really do anything this week and the pain is killing me and I’m on the way to the hospital. Very strong game, I believe this team was one place below us. But, as you can see we let it almost slip away near the end. Sean got a little worried and called a time out, told us basically to get our heads out of our asses and get back in the game. We took a breather and scored another goal. I don’t know where we found this guy, but he was damn good. I shouldn’t even be writing this and should have gone straight to the hospital; but of course, the game where my family don’t come and watch, I get hurt. Last week wasn’t enough when I twisted my knee and messed up my neck (I now have a big lump on the side of my neck) but this week I’m checked from behind and land my elbow into my side JUST where there is NO padding. I can’t take deep breaths. I took forever getting my bag to the car, and wouldn’t you know it, the car was the furthest possible from the rink I played at. I better go, or my dad’s gonna be pissed.