Hockey

The alarm will go off even earlier than usual tomorrow, but somehow it won't be so tough to get up and get out of bed. You couldn't sleep any later if you tried. You'll be awake half the night and into the morning, staring at the ceiling and anxiously looking ahead to the big game.

The last hockey game of your life.

You will go to bed tonight with butterflies in your stomach, and they must have had babies while you slept because they will be doing a number on you in the morning. You look outside and see the rain, but you really don't mind. It should be fun. You try to eat some dinner, but then you hear your phone ring. it's time to meet the boys for the bus ride. Grab your bag. Time to go.

At home, they wish you luck for the last time. Your old man yells at you to kick some butt today. You knew that was coming. Your in the position he's always dreamed to be in and you can't and won't let him down.

When you get to the locker room, there is a different kind of tension in the air. The boom box is a little softer, the small talk a little quieter. You lace up the skates a little slower because you may never do it again. There were days when you th

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Approximate Pages = 5 (250 words per page double spaced)