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“It just makes no sense,” Matias said.

“My cock, my business,” Lay said.

“With that said, can we play some hockey?” Abel asked.

We all agreed on that.

Playing Phoenix was a test.

Abel took the face-off and won.

He passed it to me and the game was officially on.

The fans cheering.

Coach and Mags on the bench already calling out orders and plays to us.

That first minute of a hockey game was always intense.

Everyone amped and ready to go nuts.

I had to make a quick pass back to Abel to avoid a hit.

He almost got hit too, so he dumped the puck behind the net.

I skated in, knowing I was going to get crushed against the boards.

I braced for the hit, but it ended up being ten times worse than I ever thought possible.

Instantly I lost my breath.

My body forgot how to breathe for a second or two.

The refs whistle blew hard, echoing.

The fans cheered.

I dropped to one knee to catch my breath.

The penalty was boarding.

A two-minute minor already, which put us on the power play.

Remi skated by me and swatted me with his stick. “Get the fuck up, you pussy.”

“Fuck you,” I tried to say but it came out as breathless air.

Abel came to my aid. “You good?”

“Yeah,” I said. “I’m good.”

Getting hit that hard was something you were never ready for.

That sudden crunch to your body.

Never knowing if your shoulders were going to pop out of their sockets. Or if your ribs were going to shatter like someone stepping on a bag of potato chips.

I considered myself lucky to stand back up and skate with ease.

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