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Unformatted text preview: and tighter, with the pressure bearing on my foot. When I was done with my skates I put on my shoulder pads. My shoulder pads surprised me because they were very large, but weighed nothing at all. When I was all ready, I strapped on my helmet, a very familiar strapping sound. I slipped on my gloves and grabbed my stick, and stepped out into the rink. As I stepped onto the ice, I felt the smooth cold air hit my face, and make its way through the small holes in my shirt. The air hit my face and suddenly I remembered why I love hockey. As my team warmed up, I listened to the slap shots hit the boards in back of the net, ringing and lingering in my ears. As I turned I could feel my sharp skates digging into the smooth ice....
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This essay was uploaded on 04/15/2008 for the course ENG 101 taught by Professor Hanlon during the Spring '08 term at North Shore Community College.
- Spring '08