I arrived at the rink early. No one was there. I started skating around the track and quickly discovered that there were apple slices scattered on the track and other snack debris off the track but still on the rink. I texted various teammates in the hopes that I could coerce one of them to bring a broom
with them to practice, but this is how I found out that many
people were not planning to attend, including my coach. So I kept skating
around the track, jumping over the apple slices every time I came across them,
eventually forgetting that sound travels and that the kids at the skate park
across the way could probably hear me singing “I’m the only one at practice”
(to the tune of “I’ve been working on the railroad”). I stopped singing aloud once I realized this and the possible consequences fully occurred to me. I kept up the laps until I thought of executing “pimp cuts” at opportune times, thereby using my
wheels to push the apple slices off the track. It took as many laps to accomplish
this as there were apple slices. Finally Di-a showed up – she was late because
she was selling her car – and I told her that I’d already scrimmaged many
times, and got lead jammer every single time I scrimmaged because when you
scrimmage against yourself that’s what happens. She put on her skates and I followed
her around the track while she warmed up. We almost started a drill, but
decided to find out when S------bell would get there so we could start with
her. While we waited for S------bell to arrive, we went to the skate park, where Di-a jumped out of bowls and I declined because jumping over apple slices
is easier and you can’t make me you’re not my real mom. Di-a performed many more
impressive skills after S------bell got there, and we eventually went back to
the rink where idle laps were skated and Di-a, sooner than later, took off her gear
and left. S------bell and I continued to putz around the rink. Despite S------bell being a
notoriously bad driver, I took her up on a ride home because I only live a
block away and furiously needed to pee. On our way to S------bell’s car, a kid somewhere
in the park was heard howling like a dog. We howled back in kind.
Please come to practice. We are bored and want structure.
1. I saw your post in my inbox and was like "What the he---OH GOODY MUST READ RIGHT AWAY!" (Because it's been awhile. And I forgot. Then I remembered!)
ReplyDelete2. I am mad impressed at your apple-slice maneuvers.
3. THAT. SUCKS.
4. Lead jammer for the WIN.
1. 2. & 4. Thanks, Noël! <3 <3 <3
Delete3. Yeah. It does.