Behind the Glass
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Last published Thu, Jan 7, 2016
I wish I can believe that some hockey players aren't what they are said to be. Arrogant. Airheads. Asshats. Yes, I just said asshat. I don't despise them, some are very sweet, but some are up to their head with their ego's. I'm a hockey player myself and I'd like to believe that I am down to earth. I don't party all the time but when I do it can be bad. I'm not a puck bunny, some people can argue that one but I am Amelia Wilson, goalie for the U.S. ice hockey team. I travel as my job and play a sport that I love. I don't have too much baggage. Unfortunately, I'm attracted to baggage which can be rough. I like to fix what people can't. Oh well, I hope you enjoy this.
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