Title: Repairing the Dream
Author: Dana
Rating: G
Warnings: None
Summary: It all ended so quickly. But he's got another chance.
Author's note: This is so AU! Adam didn't get pushed down the stairs in this fic. It takes place seventeen years after D3. If you have seen the movie The Rookie, you will see that it's loosely based on that movie.
Disclaimer: Disney owns The Mighty Ducks. I claim a whole lot of people though. If you haven't seen them in a Mighty Ducks movie then they belong to me.
Final note: Fragmented Mind is going on hiatus until I get through this writers block I have about it.
It's All Over For You
"I don't know about this Junior Varsity Coach." Christopher Tyson said that to his best friend Bret Iverson.
"My uncles Rick and Mikah told me about him. He's a washed up never was. And they'd know. They played with him." Bret said.
"Oh come on he did win gold at the Junior Goodwill Games." Marcia Watson said coming up to them.
"Which is where he was injured in the first place." Her boyfriend Shawn Peters said coming up behind them.
None of them saw their coach standing in the hall listening. But it didn't bother him. He heard it every season.
When practice started, he went up to them and introduced himself. "I'm Coach Banks and I am your coach. Junior Varsity has not won a state championship in thirteen years. Hopefully we can change that this year."
"By what? Getting a new coach?" A voice called from the stands. Adam turned around and stuck his tongue out at Jesse Hall who just grinned. Adam's six-year-old son, Tyler, laughed next to his 'uncle.'
"Don't mind my friend. He's visiting me this week. As I was saying. Hopefully we can change that record." Adam continued. "Drill time." He blew his whistle and they began drilling.
Adam sighed. They weren't that good of hockey players. He had them scrimmage. Coach Ted Orion, who took over as Varsity Coach when Wilson retired, came in and watched. The Varsity Coach shook his head and left seeing no talent to put on Varsity. Adam quickly finished writing their positions and put them up in the locker room.
He walked out to the ice and found Jesse and Tyler waiting. Jesse was signing autographs. He played for the San Jose Sharks. When he was finished, they walked out to Adam's car. "Looks like you've got your work cut out for you Adam." Jesse said.
"Every season it's the same thing. Last year JV won one game as they did the year before and the year before that. Eden Hall keeps threatening to drop the JV team."
"Oh man that sucks." Jesse said as they got into the car.
Adam drove back to Edina his mind traveling back sixteen years ago when his hockey future came to an abrupt end.
***
It was his fifth game back on Varsity. He was second line center. Much to everyone's surprise, he had made it back before the season started. He was able to practice a bit before school even started. They placed him on Varsity. His wrist had been feeling good.
Until the middle of the first period when he took a hard, check. He got up and didn't think anything of the pain in his wrist. He continued playing through the pain. And he made it through the first two periods. He eased the glove off when he got to the locker room after the second period. It was swollen. He put the glove back on hoping no one had seen it. The only person who could have possibly seen it was Mikah and since no one on the team liked Mikah, Adam knew no one else would know. Mikah had been moved up when Cole started failing classes again.
He played the next period just fine and when he scored, a goal he felt pain go through his wrist once again but this time it was stabbing paint. He bit back tears. "Line change!" Wilson called. Adam was now off the ice for now.
He took his glove off through the tape he could see his wrist was starting to swell. "Jeez Banks look at your wrist." Keith Hawkinson, captain of Varsity, said.
Wilson heard that and came over. He signaled for one of the trainers. "My wrist is okay." Adam said as the trainer started to examine it.
"I don't think he should play the rest of the game." The trainer said. Wilson nodded and went back to coaching. "Banks I'd recommend you to see your doctor tomorrow. Maybe today if that wrist gets any worse." The trainer said stepping back.
His wrist throbbed so much that night he couldn't sleep. By the next morning he called his father and asked him if he could drive him to the doctor.
The doctor took some x-rays and came back in. "Adam your wrist is sprained. Considering how much your wrist has gone through that's not a good thing since there is still screws in your wrist. The sad thing about this is you play hockey and take checks you do hurt your wrist. There I sonly one solution."
"You can't mean quit hockey? I spent two and a half months in rehab to get back on Varsity. I don't want to quit."
"Adam you don't have much of a choice. Look at these x-rays. Take three or four years off from hockey and let your wrist heal itself."
This couldn't be happening. It just couldn't. He had thought to himself sixteen years ago and he hadn't played hockey since that day.
***
And that's where this story starts with one former hockey player and a group of bad hockey players. Sounds like D1 doesn't it? No Adam hasn't turned into Bombay. But if you've seen The Rookie, you know what will happen right? I loved that movie.
Author: Dana
Rating: G
Warnings: None
Summary: It all ended so quickly. But he's got another chance.
Author's note: This is so AU! Adam didn't get pushed down the stairs in this fic. It takes place seventeen years after D3. If you have seen the movie The Rookie, you will see that it's loosely based on that movie.
Disclaimer: Disney owns The Mighty Ducks. I claim a whole lot of people though. If you haven't seen them in a Mighty Ducks movie then they belong to me.
Final note: Fragmented Mind is going on hiatus until I get through this writers block I have about it.
It's All Over For You
"I don't know about this Junior Varsity Coach." Christopher Tyson said that to his best friend Bret Iverson.
"My uncles Rick and Mikah told me about him. He's a washed up never was. And they'd know. They played with him." Bret said.
"Oh come on he did win gold at the Junior Goodwill Games." Marcia Watson said coming up to them.
"Which is where he was injured in the first place." Her boyfriend Shawn Peters said coming up behind them.
None of them saw their coach standing in the hall listening. But it didn't bother him. He heard it every season.
When practice started, he went up to them and introduced himself. "I'm Coach Banks and I am your coach. Junior Varsity has not won a state championship in thirteen years. Hopefully we can change that this year."
"By what? Getting a new coach?" A voice called from the stands. Adam turned around and stuck his tongue out at Jesse Hall who just grinned. Adam's six-year-old son, Tyler, laughed next to his 'uncle.'
"Don't mind my friend. He's visiting me this week. As I was saying. Hopefully we can change that record." Adam continued. "Drill time." He blew his whistle and they began drilling.
Adam sighed. They weren't that good of hockey players. He had them scrimmage. Coach Ted Orion, who took over as Varsity Coach when Wilson retired, came in and watched. The Varsity Coach shook his head and left seeing no talent to put on Varsity. Adam quickly finished writing their positions and put them up in the locker room.
He walked out to the ice and found Jesse and Tyler waiting. Jesse was signing autographs. He played for the San Jose Sharks. When he was finished, they walked out to Adam's car. "Looks like you've got your work cut out for you Adam." Jesse said.
"Every season it's the same thing. Last year JV won one game as they did the year before and the year before that. Eden Hall keeps threatening to drop the JV team."
"Oh man that sucks." Jesse said as they got into the car.
Adam drove back to Edina his mind traveling back sixteen years ago when his hockey future came to an abrupt end.
***
It was his fifth game back on Varsity. He was second line center. Much to everyone's surprise, he had made it back before the season started. He was able to practice a bit before school even started. They placed him on Varsity. His wrist had been feeling good.
Until the middle of the first period when he took a hard, check. He got up and didn't think anything of the pain in his wrist. He continued playing through the pain. And he made it through the first two periods. He eased the glove off when he got to the locker room after the second period. It was swollen. He put the glove back on hoping no one had seen it. The only person who could have possibly seen it was Mikah and since no one on the team liked Mikah, Adam knew no one else would know. Mikah had been moved up when Cole started failing classes again.
He played the next period just fine and when he scored, a goal he felt pain go through his wrist once again but this time it was stabbing paint. He bit back tears. "Line change!" Wilson called. Adam was now off the ice for now.
He took his glove off through the tape he could see his wrist was starting to swell. "Jeez Banks look at your wrist." Keith Hawkinson, captain of Varsity, said.
Wilson heard that and came over. He signaled for one of the trainers. "My wrist is okay." Adam said as the trainer started to examine it.
"I don't think he should play the rest of the game." The trainer said. Wilson nodded and went back to coaching. "Banks I'd recommend you to see your doctor tomorrow. Maybe today if that wrist gets any worse." The trainer said stepping back.
His wrist throbbed so much that night he couldn't sleep. By the next morning he called his father and asked him if he could drive him to the doctor.
The doctor took some x-rays and came back in. "Adam your wrist is sprained. Considering how much your wrist has gone through that's not a good thing since there is still screws in your wrist. The sad thing about this is you play hockey and take checks you do hurt your wrist. There I sonly one solution."
"You can't mean quit hockey? I spent two and a half months in rehab to get back on Varsity. I don't want to quit."
"Adam you don't have much of a choice. Look at these x-rays. Take three or four years off from hockey and let your wrist heal itself."
This couldn't be happening. It just couldn't. He had thought to himself sixteen years ago and he hadn't played hockey since that day.
***
And that's where this story starts with one former hockey player and a group of bad hockey players. Sounds like D1 doesn't it? No Adam hasn't turned into Bombay. But if you've seen The Rookie, you know what will happen right? I loved that movie.