Hobblings... (More short, short autobiographical fiction)

It's Wednesday, so that means something about books, or some writing. Today it's more autobiographical short fiction, or perhaps "Autobiographical Friction". Enjoy.

At 13, I was in the school’s First IX hockey team, and I was the youngest at that point; first time ever for a junior to be in with the seniors. We were playing the top school in the league and we were trying our best, and in the final moments of the game the ball was dragged back in front of me and I was wrong-footed, beaten. I stood on the ball and ro…