For you male readers — we've been there. It doesn't matter the sport. In some fashion, we've been hit in, well, that area. Could have been a misdirected ball or puck or maybe an opponent or teammates' body part colliding with us.
The experience is almost heavenly, mostly due to the fact that often times there's a bright light that begins shining at the moment of impact. Then you realize what just happened, snap back to reality and begin shedding the tears.
For this pick-up hockey player, taking a puck to the Charlie Brown's doesn't mean immediate crying and rolling around on the ice. No, this poor lad gets upset that he blocked a shot with his [Gretzky's] and throws an on-ice tantrum that even Jim Playfair would be proud of :
Does there need to be a sign inside rinks that say if you're going to play hockey, you need a jockstrap? How was that not seared into this guy's head beforehand?