Reffing

Last Sunday I reffed a hockey game. It was the A Squirt level, and Albert Lea was playing Mason City. With five minutes left in the game the play had to be blown to a stop. There was a player down in the middle of the ice. He had fallen on his tailbone, tried to get up, and fell back down. He could not stand up. While someone called the EMT, the player sat in the company of his coach and his mom and dad. He was laying there for just over fifteen minutes when the EMT finally showed up. They got him on the stretcher, and carried him off of the ice. This was a very scary moment for me because I had never had to deal with an injury to this extent.