XPOFAN
New member
I always broke my wrist in my first year of Pee Wee. I was a forward then. I made a pass and tried to get out of the way of a hit. I came off in tears. I was crying on the bench. My dad came over and told me to get back out there. So I did and scored with one hand (their goalie was awful). After the game my mom took me to the hospital. I had a clean break. Boy was my mom pissed at my dad. My wrist has never healed and I will need to have it repaired at some point.
Ahhh good ol minor hockey stories.
Did they stay married?