Now we’re 1-3. Ugh.

Well, another crappy night of hockey. Not quite as bad as my initial game, but pretty close, especially since I couldn’t blame the skates this time. I think I’m still not quite recovered from the cold I picked up awhile back. I just hope it hasn’t killed off enough white blood cells to keep me from getting my chemo today.

One other thing that made me feel not so bad about last night was the fact that pretty much everyone was playing lousy. We wound up losing 9-0 and they were pummeling out goalie. Shots were like 36 to 11. Ouch. Even with the high score, I was still only -3 for the night, though a lot of it was fortunate line changes rather than any skill of my own.

There’s always next week…