We were playing Chebucto out in the old Sprydome. Anyway, we're tied 1-1 with about 8 minutes left in the 3rd period. We get a 3 on 1, and my buddy Jordan is going hard to the net, and the other guy on our line passed him the puck, but it was a bit ahead of him. Jordan looses an edge and goes feet-first into the boards at full speed. Next thing I know, he's yelling at the reff to blow the wistle. "Fuck, my leg is broken, I think I broke my Femur!" Anyway, we call the ambulance, and it turns out he's got a compound fracture of his Femur (when the bone is STICKING OUT of the skin).
He'll be ok, he's really lucky he didn't hit an artery, which would have been big trouble. But he won't be walking anytime soon, and his season is done. Just a sobering thought about how shit can happen to anyone of us at any time.
He'll be ok, he's really lucky he didn't hit an artery, which would have been big trouble. But he won't be walking anytime soon, and his season is done. Just a sobering thought about how shit can happen to anyone of us at any time.