Emasculated

Game Three: the Gamecocks was manhandled, left frustrated and emasculated. Yours truly also took a puck under the visor, clipping me above the eye and busting open my eyebrow. I say my bandaid looks bad-ass. Terri disagrees.

I also took several embarrassing and unassisted tumbles, including one on a near-breakaway with 20 seconds remaining, turning backwards to pick up a slow pass. Quoth some douchebag on the other team "watch out for that blueline"...

However, despite all of this, we still finish in fifth position (of eight) after the preliminaries, and thus live to play another game (at least).

Jeez I'm sore.