Hockey
A couple of nights ago, I caught my first glimpse of the Olympics. The event was Women’s Hockey, Argentina v. Great Britain. I watched the clash and crash of hockey sticks and the hard little ball fly across the field for five to ten minutes then switched off the TV.
I had been transported back to the muddy, school hockey field on a wet winter’s day. (Yuck.) Hockey was my least favourite sport; dirty, cold, and violent. Hockey stick hitting shinbone is a sound not quickly forgotten.
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