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Blue Line Monologue
AJ Kozman
Mr. Childress
English- 1A
15 October 2015
Bag Skate "Get on the line!" ordered Coach. "Blue line back, red line back, far blue line back, and goal line back. Then, in push-up position walk to the red line and sit-ups to the goal line to finish." The frigid ice grabbed my back. My muscles were burning. I was trying to accomplish only one thing, getting air. The strong scent of sweaty hockey gear and poorly cleaned bathrooms hit me like a wall when I walked into the cramped, dirty locker room. I Didn't recognize anybody of the 20 players, and I was not very good friends with them. I was a fish in the wrong school, but this happened to be the perfect place. A large, more experienced player came up to me and introduced himself, " Good evening, I'm Justin Motheral. I see that you’re new by the lost look you gave everyone when you came in. If there are any
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Halfway through, when kids started messing around and not paying attention to details, Coach Al demanded, "Get on the line!" My heart automatically sank. "We're going to skate. Blue line back, red line back, far blue line back, and goal line back. When you complete that, you will get into push-up position and walk yourself to the red line without your knees touching the ground. Once you get there, go into sit-up position and rock back and forth slowly crawling your way to the far goal line. Be prepared for this to be the hardest workout you will ever do, the Bag Skate. Get used to this gentlemen, we will be doing this a lot." My heart and soul sank into the deepest and darkest place you could ever imagine. I was preparing for the worst and hoping for the best. Coach Al blew the whistle with all his might. Pushing, stride by stride, edge by edge, going through the motions painfully. Blue line complete, red line accomplished, far blue line done, goal line finished. Here comes the hardest

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