I know I played ball hockey last night. How do I know? My tailbone is killing me from being tripped and falling and my shin is on fire from being slashed. Why am I doing this again? Odd, at the time I felt okay… the morning after though… Gawd, pass the Advil. It was a pretty solid game for another one goal loss. We don’t seem to get going until the 2nd and 3rd. Our 1st periods have been pretty weak. While I didn’t get any points I thought I did well.
The weekend is already shaping up to be very busy. We have Father’s Day, and no less than two or three other visits while down in Niagara on Saturday. (We may stay Saturday night to avoid a ridiculous day of rushing around) We also have Monday off. I’m looking forward to sleeping. I feel like I’ve been in a blender for a week.