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I managed to get the swelling of my lip down by keeping a cold beer pressed against it for a few hours after the game. I'm not concerned about my face being banged up(some could argue it's an improvement), and I'm not even worried about the bruised ego.(It was #7, Ill remember) What I am concerned about is that I think I have suffered a serious brain injury. Every post I have read this morning makes sense. Even Macguru's. ;)
yep...that'll be serious brain damage then...my advice is...it's probably too late...get a few beers in and relax in front of the TV while you have a good excuse
it should be noted that I am not a doctor and am in no way qualified to give medical advice
it should also be noted that I know a good beer when I drink one
Hah! I got you beat all ways up. 2.5 weeks ago I crashed my car, and dislocated and fractured my right shoulder (which is why I've been more scarce than usual recently). I now have a 2 inch surgical screw holding the ball together, and I'm in a sling for a few weeks yet :(
I also knocked my head (no real damage, fortunately), but since I've always been able to understand Macgurus posts, I assume I had pre-existing brain injury (probably alcohol related ;)) when I originally arrived here
I do have vague memories of playing some hockey at school though, grass version.... girls V boys usually.... they were savage at 14, I wouldn't play it against SERIOUS opposition, I tell you that for free.... brave man
I always wanted to play hockey. When I was young and we lived in Minnesota, Mom and Dad made me take figure skating instead.
"You'll get hurt," they said.
I've still never forgiven them for not letting me play. And I'll NEVER show anyone the pictures of me all dolled up and skating to "Diamonds Are a Girl's Best Friend." Ugh.
There's an adult hockey league here in Austin but since I've never actually played, I'm afraid I'd be too much of a newbie.
I am, however, going to go play broomball [usbabroomball.com] on Friday night.
keeping a cold beer pressed against it for a few hours after the game
For this technique to be effective, it is important to tilt the can toward the face so that the cold liquid is properly positioned. Also, replacing the can frequently with a fresh one as soon as the liquid contents are gone is essential. :)
C'mon, Hawkgirl, now that you've told us about your skating photos you have to post a link... ;)
"You'll get hurt," they said.
I've still never forgiven them for not letting me play. And I'll NEVER show anyone the pictures of me all dolled up and skating to "Diamonds Are a Girl's Best Friend." Ugh."
I'm afraid there are now two images enduringly stuck in my mind...I think I'm a little more comfortable with the one wearing the hockey gear :)
It's a great sport...the best I've ever played...and well worth the time, effort and pain to learn.
Do you have any family members with access to this photo... maybe folks who might take a bribe?
I'm with you on the hockey thing, TallTroll. Severe pain really isn't something I look for in a hobby. ;)
Bit messy though, I prefer to use my fingers to count on. (toes too for big numbers)
And Hawkgirl,if you post the pics I promise that no-one will look at them......:)
Pmac - maybe it was the beer therapy that messed with the grey squishy stuff.....
I wouldn't worry about getting hurt. Pretty well all senior recreational leagues are non-contact and the play is pretty gentle. Forget the mouthguard. Get yourself a full cage, because sticks and pucks always sem to find the "unprotected" areas. You have half the battle won because you can skate! I thnk you are going to have a blast, please let us know how you make out!
I am feeling much better today, it seems the fog is lifting. I just read one of Mac's posts and had no clue what the hell he was talking about. ;)
only if they don't know damcers...I spent ten years working with the "little darlings"...they are some of the toughest people I know...not to mention the fact that ballet training can lead to the sort of psychological scarring that turns people into serial killers
I wouldn't be in the slightest bit surprised to see somebody in a tutu charging at me intent on doing physical damage...in fact I might even go so far as to say I'm a tad more wary of anyone in a tutu than I am of somebody carrying a gun :)
I am now afflicted with the mental image of Hawkgirl in a tutu, figure skates and a hockey mask wielding a hockey stick with malicious intent...if this thread continues in this vein much longer I may need medication
Ice is HARD
Hehehe... so's water. I dropped out of my college diving class after I smacked the top of my head on the water off the high dive board, and had a headache for two days. ;)
Divers don't get to wear pads though... hit those teenage boys up for their hockey gear!
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I understand completely how you feel. I have 2 recurring dreams that cause me to wake up in a cold sweat. One is that I am a cheerleader, the other is that I am the prom queen.
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I used to play football (soccer seeing as I'm in a sensible country) all the time...two full scale games a week and plenty of kick abouts in between...did so from age 12 through to around 21...then it sort of lapsed and became the odd kick about now and again, mostly with the family
back in '92 I was touring Italy with a show and we organised a game with some of the local kids we were doing workshops with...we'd got a recently retired ex-pro basketball player in the cast and a couple of other football nuts...and this was a chance to say we'd played in Italy :)
I lasted nigh on 90 minutes as a 36 year old playing mostly against 18 year olds...of which I am rather proud...my last kick of the game was scoring a goal...of which I am also proud...the fact that I spent most of the next two years on and off crutches after completely exploding my achilles tendon is something of which I am a little less proud
so, yeah, we get old...be careful out there
as of last year I'm now recovered enough that I can run in straight lines and kick a ball again...I was hoping to start playing again this year, but diabetes rather kicked that into touch...but next year definitely
I got all of my gear yesterday. Holy moly! Now *that* is what I call a high cost of entry for a sport.
With the exception of the helmet, skates, gloves and mouthguard, I bought bottom-of-the-line stuff. Another girl on the team gave me an old pair of skates (and they FIT, halleluia). But whew, the required gear is expensive!
I'm ready, though. Hopefully the *team* is ready for *me*! :)