God I miss field hockey. My ex used to make fun of me as I kept my stick and ball and brought them with me whenever I moved. I was like you never know when an impromptu field hockey game may begin! I want to be ready
Despite playing hockey at one of my schools, I have no idea of the rules. I just remember being stuck at one end of the pitch and borrowing another hockey stick to form make shift stilts to keep me out of the mud. I suppose I was lucky. In classic English schoolgirl stories, girls always ended up getting their ankles broken playing hockey, that’s when they weren’t swooning over the female hockey captain.
I went to a women's college, so naturally we played Field Hockey (though just as an intramural type thing--class competitions). One year, one of the ladies on my team had to be pulled because she was high-sticking with uncomfortable frequency. While bedecked in pearls. God, I loved college.
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Where is my Field Hockey Stick?
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I played field hockey for a long time and I'm an Argy, so I love this photo.
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I broke my pinky and kept playing.
My Achilles' heel is severely damaged
I had a nasty mid calf injury
I still love the game.