Woke up in a bed full of cold sweat this morning. Scared by what i had imagined in my sleep. 44 minutes into El Classicoast and Hammond is sent walking for a two footed lunge and we are forced to hold onto a 0-0 draw at home to the skates. Please let it just be a dream...
we were winning 3-1, then it went kind of vivid. But then I looked at the score board and it said 5-1.