The hockey incident
Wednesday, 7. October 2009, 04:29:44
Sports are dangerous, that’s what I’ve always said! A. took me to a hockey game yesterday. It was the first time ever that I saw hockey live, and it was an interesting experience … both the players and the rink looked a lot smaller than they do on TV somehow … but a rather painful one too. A. looked very amused when I said I would hide if the puck got anywhere near where we sat, as he claimed that 
was not going to happen … but only a couple of minutes after the game started I suddenly feel something hitting my left knee really hard, and guess what it was? Yes! The puck! I suppose I should just be glad that it did not hit my head … As it was, I wasn’t badly injured or anything, but it hurt a lot, I tell you. I was handed an ice-bag to put on my knee by some friendly man, who kept telling me I would be alright and that it would be a good story to tell my grandchildren, or something like that. And I got to keep the puck, which according to A. was a big deal, as the official game pucks aren’t supposed to leave the arena and are usually taken back by the staff if they end up outside the rink … but since I am not really a major hockey freak, I didn’t exactly care about that. I was just scared and in pain and wanted to hide in A.’s arms for a while … He was very sweet, of course, holding me, kissing me, asking me if I wanted to leave etc. So, my first hockey experience wasn’t exactly a positive one. Especially since we’d been stressing A LOT to get there on time too … I think that sometimes my sweetheart is just a bit too optimistic when it comes to time! The game was Frölunda vs Luleå, and we were supporting Frölunda, of course (they’re from GBG), even though I can’t really say that I personally was THAT passionate. I never really cared much for national hockey, but I guess it can be interesting if you do put your heart into it 
However, to the great disappointment of my sweetie, Luleå won 6 to 2. A. promised me that next time we’ll get seats behind the safety net 
That seems to be a good idea … This said, my knee isn’t even black and blue today, so I can’t show it off to anyone, telling my painful story. It’s just a little bit red and swollen … but it does hurt, though. I’m sure that if it had been my sister, she’d have a gigantic bruise to show … I suppose that I must invite a lot of hockey fans to my home now, to show off my trophy puck then Like I said, apparently having one of those is a big deal! *shrugs*
(Written on Tuesday 091006 - is there no way to backdate entries on My Opera?)
was not going to happen … but only a couple of minutes after the game started I suddenly feel something hitting my left knee really hard, and guess what it was? Yes! The puck! I suppose I should just be glad that it did not hit my head … As it was, I wasn’t badly injured or anything, but it hurt a lot, I tell you. I was handed an ice-bag to put on my knee by some friendly man, who kept telling me I would be alright and that it would be a good story to tell my grandchildren, or something like that. And I got to keep the puck, which according to A. was a big deal, as the official game pucks aren’t supposed to leave the arena and are usually taken back by the staff if they end up outside the rink … but since I am not really a major hockey freak, I didn’t exactly care about that. I was just scared and in pain and wanted to hide in A.’s arms for a while … He was very sweet, of course, holding me, kissing me, asking me if I wanted to leave etc. So, my first hockey experience wasn’t exactly a positive one. Especially since we’d been stressing A LOT to get there on time too … I think that sometimes my sweetheart is just a bit too optimistic when it comes to time! The game was Frölunda vs Luleå, and we were supporting Frölunda, of course (they’re from GBG), even though I can’t really say that I personally was THAT passionate. I never really cared much for national hockey, but I guess it can be interesting if you do put your heart into it However, to the great disappointment of my sweetie, Luleå won 6 to 2. A. promised me that next time we’ll get seats behind the safety net That seems to be a good idea … This said, my knee isn’t even black and blue today, so I can’t show it off to anyone, telling my painful story. It’s just a little bit red and swollen … but it does hurt, though. I’m sure that if it had been my sister, she’d have a gigantic bruise to show … I suppose that I must invite a lot of hockey fans to my home now, to show off my trophy puck then Like I said, apparently having one of those is a big deal! *shrugs*(Written on Tuesday 091006 - is there no way to backdate entries on My Opera?)
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