Bracing the door that my tears were pounding on, I skated over to the middle of the ice to start the new face off. I heard the crowd cheering for #12, my shirt number. My heart was jumping like a kangaroo and I felt like I was going to vomit. I shook it off and skated around in a circle trying to get my senses back.
When my shift was over I went to the boards. All the coaches asked if I was all right. I coughed up, “Y....yes”. That was one of the most scary experiences of my life. Having my body completely thrown at the boards is a lot more frightening then it seems. It looks like just hitting the boards, but it’s a lot more than that! I realized the dangers of going at the boards with a kid about two times your size and discovered that's the risk of playing hockey.