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My plan was to retire this profile and start using my new one after the Badgers' season ended. I did NOT think I was talking about the hockey team.
Fun memory (well, not for my friend or my other friend's mom): I was sitting right behind the end of the Badger's bench with my friend to my left. Another friend of mine's parents were sitting two rows behind me. Some 455hole who wouldn't stop wistling was next to them. As the final seconds were ticking off, the puck came flying straight towards us. I ducked and saw my friend freak out (total slow motion vision too). I thought that the puck had hit the side and then the back of the glass behind the bench because someone on the bench reached down to grab what I thought was the puck. But then I saw my friend was rubbing the side of his head. Turns out the puck hit my friend in the head (and when we split up after the game he had a pretty big lump that was still getting bigger), richoched off my other friend's mom's shoulder, and landed right in front of the 455hole. The unfairness of how that happened amazes me. Out of the entire section he was the guy who LEAST deserved a souvenir.
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