And that's why I loathed hockey. The banks of the Mersey in Manchester on a freezing cold, wet winter's day - in a short skirt with bare legs. Practically torture. Small wonder I ♥️ cricket.
My mum once got hit in the face by a hockey ball and just played on. At the end of the game someone noticed her face was swollen - outcome, a broken cheekbone. Yeah, hardcore.
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