Monday afternoon. Junior year of college.
We just finished practice at center ice.
I hear my coach from the bench as he watched the breakdown at center ice finish…
“Carlson, come over here.”
My internal response at that point in our relationship was, “holy fuck, what did I do now?”
We would never have one on ones where he asked how school was going, or anyt…
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