I am skating around the rink playing the most important game of my career, the championship. I see my rival send a wink my arranged wife’s way and even though I feel tired I see red

without warning I skate over to him and slam him into the wall causing a fight.

the game ends and I quickly make my way to the bleachers where my wife sits all sweaty

“I thought I told you to wear my fucking jersey when you go to my games”

I say in a dangerously cold tone as I have anger in my eyes