Funny Kid Slapstick Chapter Sampler

because I am their hero. An ice-hockey champion. A sporting god. Oh, I think to myself, I might be understanding this whole sport thing for the first time in my life because: This. Feels. Awesome.

I can’t believe that just happened. I’m lying face first on the ice. I’ve completely stacked it in front of the whole crowd! This is why I hate sport! This is just humiliation dressed up as ice hockey! I am not supposed to be in the middle of an ice rink in front of hundreds of people, and they are not supposed to be staring at my wet bum and laughing! I might be the funny kid and, sure, laughter is what I’m usually after, BUT NOT LIKE THIS! Only I suddenly realise they’re not laughing. I lift my face up off the ice. They’re cheering! The red buzzer is flashing and the siren is going: GOAL! The whole crowd is on its feet. I pick myself up. The puck went in! ‘Max! Max! Max!’ They’re chanting again, not because they’re excited to see me fail but

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