so i had this crazy dream that the fury and the double crossers were scrimmaging on ice. there was an outer track, then there was a snowbank on the inside that went steeply down to a cold lake in the middle.
so like there's no whistle to start the jam, there's this soft buzzer that you have to listen for and there's a bunch of fans in the front of the pack that start off before everybody else. the double crossers are all behind us, and i look back and karma's coming up the track in a plastic easter egg.
pandemonium.
between jams i ask go-go, are we supposed to hit the fans? and go-go's like, YEAH, HIT THEM!
so next time out, i hit this woman off the track onto the snowbank. and everybody's yelling, KNOCK HER DOWN! so i knock her down, she falls and rolls down the snowbank into the lake. and everybody looks at me like BAD POPPY, and i start to argue that everybody told me to knock her down!
and then somebody goes, somebody better go get that woman. she is sinking like a stone in the lake. i really feel bad about that, i didn't know she couldn't swim.
papa dives in and drags her back up by the chin, and swims with one arm back to the bank. YAY PAPA.
the end.
