Tony Reid
Broke my arm
With power and imprecision
He let loose from the edge of the box
That ******* ball was fizzing
It curved to the right
On that fateful night
When I was tending goal
Instinctively I stretched out my limb
Against the direction I was going
Twisted in the stress position
It struck upon my wrist
You could hear me scream in the next county
I was on the injured list.