Jo Rhett (jorhett) wrote,
Jo Rhett
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Crushed ad naseum.

The Knights were crushed by the Rusty Blades tonight, 5-1 or something like that.

I contributed two goals... for the Rusty Blades. One puck bounced off my foot and slid past our goalie. The second time I was dicing for puck control near the net, the guy feinted, pulled back, then bounced the puck off my blade into the net. I'm crushed. I'm sure my team wants to crush me too.

It little ways, I'm getting better. I'm catching the puck more often. I'm annoying the other side more often. But not consistently, and not enough. One time I was proud of myself for racing back in time enough to get between the opponent and the net... but I slowed down just a tiny bit as I got near the net, and he shot it millimeters past my stick into the net. Crushed again.

I got one chance to shoot at the far net during the game, and just hit an opponent in the chest who was able to knock it down and run it back to our territory.

I ended up 0:-3 for the game, which makes me 3:-6 or -3 for all three games. This is total suckage territory. I'm kindof surprised the Knights haven't told me to blow off yet.

And my blades are hurting me again. It never stops. I'm mad enough about the effing hockey blades and pain to want to throw all of this stuff out the window and never look at it again. Nobody else has any problems like this. Nobody. Everyone just looks at me weird when I talk about the pain in my feet. Auuuuuuuuuugh.
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