Sunday, April 26, 2026

War Wounds

My Renegades hockey team elected not to sign up for the summer season this year.  I signed up to play the Spring/Summer season in my Vintage league.  Starting in early April there is a hockey game scheduled every Thursday morning at 11:15, running until the end of June.
There are a few guys on my team that I played with during the past winter season.  And there are a number of guys that I played with last summer, plus a few new ones.
The first game of the season was last week and I missed it as I was away in Saskatchewan for the Beer Parlour Project.  The second game of the season was on April 16th, and I made it out to that one.  It was a fun game and the skill level and the pace is slightly higher than the team I played with last winter.
I got clipped by a wrist shot as I was defending in front of the net.  There are only a couple of spots on your body that are not protected by padding.  One is the stomach and the other is the inside of the thighs.  The shot clipped in a very small area below the hockey pants and above the shin pads where there is no protection.  It was simply a shot on goal, which I blocked, at the expense of this ugly bruise.  I felt the burn right away and knew it would be a good one.  By the time the game ended and I changed out of my gear it was getting pretty red.  By evening it turned dark purple.  Unless you've played the game you can not imagine the pain of being hit by a puck in a lightly protected or unprotected area.  Those frozen pucks are really hard, and travel with a lot of speed and force.
The next day, it was even worse, and a lot more purple.  It looks worse than it feels, and although it's a little tender, it doesn't really hurt that much... anymore...






No comments:

Post a Comment