When I was 13 I was in the school’s First XI hockey team, at that point the youngest and even the first ever junior to be in with the seniors. We were playing the best school in the league and in the final moments of the game the ball was dragged back in front of me and I stood on it, wrong-footed, beaten. And I rolled my ankle really badly (as opposed …
Keep reading with a 7-day free trial
Subscribe to Sounds Good! to keep reading this post and get 7 days of free access to the full post archives.