contrary to what people say...becoming a fairly reasonable tennis player does not protect you from poisonous spiders...what it does do , however , is give you an excuse to quit hockey and place your energy into something you really love to do .
i even had an amazingly fantastic coach...jay abbass , his name , though i kept on thinking that he was going to change it to jay abbass , for some strange reason or another.
the winter of 1975 would be the best winter of my life...and thanks to jay and my mother...i would exceed all expectations for a boy who had only played a year and a half .
TOO BAD I WAS A LITTLE SHIT .
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