We were so close.
We were leading pretty much the whole game.
We were better than they were. We were faster than they were. But we lost in overtime, 7-6.
This deflates me. I know, I know, it's just a game. But I hate losing. Or maybe I should say I don't like not winning. I scored 2 goals, one of them shorthanded. That means we had a girl in the penalty box and they had a one man advantage. I also had two assists. And I also almost had my collarbone broken. It still hurts. But there was no blood and no protuding bone. It's sore though.
How did I almost break my collarbone? One of the new girls on our team had a breakaway, and I was following her in case she lost the puck I could swoop it up behind her. She, being a novice skater, tripped up and fell. Well, when she did that, she hasn't quite learned what to do with her stick and she swung it in the air. Usually harmless, but not when she whacks it right into my shoulder. Ouch. I fell, I hurt, I even cried. It hurt that much. But an icepack and an offer of CPR from the cute 19 yr old fireman on the side game announcer Brandon,and I was good to go.
Work has been ugh. I love my job and everything, but I'm telling you, my patience is so being tested.
I had a Norfolk overnight yesterday, so I got to see Ricky.
Not much else. Just working. Hope you all had a good holiday weekend.
Elisa
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Tell Ricky that while he's at Norfolk he should check out the Midievel games in Suffolk, that have them once a year, usually in the Spring.
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