mettle

played sunday morning hockey, with three of the girls who will be on the travelling team. one of them was on D on my side, and tried to headman a breakout pass to me (i’m centering a line). it was wide, but it was the right play.

on the sidelines it becomes apparent that she thought i should have caught up with it, which is fine. so i tell her “look, i worked sixteen hours, got a 3 and a half hour nap, and now i’m here. i’m gonna be a step slow today.”

her response?

“i have a pinched nerve and i can’t feel my right leg. what time do you want me to schedule your pity party?”

i like her.

we might have a chance to notch a win or two in this thing after all.

April 30, 2010 Posted in: Uncategorized