Hi. I'm Daniella Jackson and I'm a hockey player. I'm in a hockey team called District 5. Right now, I'm stood next to my best friend. Connie Moreau. We're waiting for our new hockey coach, because our old hockey coach had a heart attack. Right now, he was late, and we were all doubting he would even show up.
"Do you think he's ever going to come?" I asked.
"Probably not," answered Connie " What do you think, Guy?"
Typical Connie. Ask Guy. I've always known she liked him, and he liked her, but they're both to scared to tell each other. He quickly turned round to face her, as soon as he heard her voice.
"What?" He asked.
"The coach, do you think he'll show?" I said.
"Course not." He answered.
Just as he said that a black limo pulled up onto the ice. We all gathered around. The door opened and out stepped a man with slicked back hair, who looked very annoyed. Jesse stepped forward, being the tough person he is.
"Yo dude, you obviously in the wrong hood. This is my dominion, This is a drug-free zone, you understand?" He said "We ain't buyin' nothin'. I'm feeling generous today. So I'm gonna let you get your sorry vanilla bootie outta here, before we be usin' your eyeballs as hockey pucks!"
We were all laughing our heads off, some of us were even clutching our sides almost doubled over in laughter. The man merely chuckled mockingly.
" Thanks bro, but I'm not goin' home 'till I take care of business." He said.
He reached into his jacket pocket, We all quickly moved away, some of us were whispering 'He's got a gun'. As soon as he took his hand out of his jacket we realised he was just holding a piece of paper. We all sighed in relief and moved closer again.
"District 5, Pee Wee hockey team., I'm Gordon Bombay. I'm the new coach." He said.
We all broke in to fits of laughter. Connie and I were leaning on each other so we didn't fall over laughing.
"Yeah right." Spoke up Peter.
"Afraid so dude." 'Coach' answered." Got the roster right here. Averman, Dave. Conway, Charlie. Hall, Terry. Here's the long and short of it, I hate hockey and I don't like kids."
"What's this supposed to be a pep talk?" Peter jokingly asked.
"I'm sure this'll be a real bonding experience," He continued ignoring Peter's comment" Maybe one day one of you will even write a book about it in jail."
Great, he thinks we're some sort of troublemakers, thanks to Peter and Jesse.
"Is there a goalie?" Coach Bombay asked.
"Only for a little while. I'm moving back to Philly." Goldberg said stepping forward.
"Thank you for sharing that." Coach said sarcastically.
"No problem." Goldberg said, obviously not understanding the sarcasm.
"Alright get out on the ice, let me see what you can do." ordered Coach.
I skated out onto the ice with Charlie following close behind.
"What do you think of the new coach?"asked Charlie.
"I think he's worse than the coach that didn't even let us play." I answered.
We all started playing, it ended up with almost everyone piled up on the floor. Just as I was about to try and grab the puck Connie pulled me away. I realised she was pulling me away to talk to the coach with her.
"Hi coach, I'm Connie." she greeted. She elbowed me in the stomach and mouthed to me 'Tell him your name'
"And I'm Daniella."
"Do you play?" asked Connie.
"No. So, what's our record anyway?" asked Coach.
"_ (Don't know what she says.) answered Connie. " One was pretty close though. We only lost by five."
"And we almost scored." I added.
The rest of the team walked up to where we were standing.
"So what do we do now, coach?"
"What did the old coach have you do?" he asked.
"He just yelled a lot" I said.
"Yeah, that's how he hurt his arm."agreed Peter.
"His arm?" He questioned.
"Yeah, one minute he's yelling at us 'Little bastards, where'd you learn to play?Oh, you suck, you!Skate, you little bast-" said Peter, whilst acting out the old coach falling over, having a heart attack. A few of us chuckled.
"Heart attack, great." he said sarcastically.
As Peter was getting up, the coach spoke, Again.
"All right, look, I gotta make a phone call." he said "Keep scrimmaging. You, you, you, you and you, against you four."
"We got names you know?" said Goldberg.
"I'm sure you do. And I'll bet they're very nice names. I might even learn 'em. For now I'll be in my office." he quite obnoxiously said.
He turned around to walk into his car. Just as he was about to open the door, he turned around.
"Oh, and if you need anything fax me."
We all skated away. Why did we have to have a coach like this?"Is it me or is he more obnoxious than the Hawks?" I asked.
"Nope. He's obnoxious. We need to get rid of him." said Connie.
"Do you guys want to?" asked Jesse.
We all nodded.
"Then gather round."
He told us all the plan, and we all started jumping the car and screaming. The coach noticed in no time and he started shouting and complaining. In a matter of seconds we were all piling into the car. Wow, it was really nice, now I realise why he wanted to come back in here.
"We wanna ride! We wanna ride! We wanna ride!" we all chanted.
"I could kill one of 'em just to set an example." The driver spoke up.
"Not yet. Take 'em for a spin anything." yelled Coach.
He started driving and everyone was just talking about anything.
"Wow, I feel like Madonna!" Connie told me.
"You wish." I told her.
Suddenly there was a horrible smell...
"Goldberg!" We all shouted.
"It wasn't me, alright!" Goldberg shouted, defending himself "It wasn't me !"
Suddenly a figure came in front of the car, and started waving their arms crazily.
"Oh man! It's my mom!" said Charlie "She looks pissed!"
She came round and opened the car door.
"All right, out! Everybody, out of the car right now!" She shouted "Are you out of your mind?! What were you thinking putting that car on the ice?! My son was in that car!"
"Lady, lady, relax." Coach said.
"One crack in the ice! That's all it would take. One crack!"she shouted
"The ice is not gonna crack."said Coach.
"Who do you think you are?" she asked.
"I'm Gordon Bombay, the new hockey coach."
"The new coach?"she questioned "They send you over here to coach the team, and you endanger their lives."
"What danger? I grew up on the ice; I know when it's safe to drive on."
"How do you know?"
"I just know alright!"
"Well, listen, Master, you may be in tune with the ice universe, but when it comes to my kid, 'I just know' doesn't cut it!" she shouted "Come on Charlie."
"Sorry my mom ruined it, guys." apologized Charlie.
" It's alright. She didn't ruin it anyway." I said to him.
He smiled at me, before turning around to face Coach.
"Coach, gonna be at the game tomorrow?" Charlie asked.
"By the order of the state of Minnesota, yeah." answered Coach
I suddenly started to panic, I didn't know there was a game tomorrow. Quickly I skated over to Connie.
"Connie!" I shouted.
"Yeah?" she said.
"We have a game tomorrow?" I questioned.
"Yeah."she answered.
"You mean, you didn't know we had a game tomorrow?" Jesse said stepping forward.
"No, anyway who are we playing?" I asked.
" The Hawks."