Adam & Allison
Disclaimer: I don't own the Ducks or the Hawks. Some stuff I made up and don't know hockey. Oh well. Learn to deal with it.
Chapter 1: Tryouts
In this peewee league there is a state champion every year. District Five hasn't come close to getting the title ever. The Hawks have won 1st every year except the 1973 game when the lost in overtime getting 2nd. That was one of the greatest upsets in peewee history.
The Hawks ran themselves on tradition and grueling work for 13 year olds. They practiced hard, when they didn't have to, and never questioned a word Coach Riley had for them. They skated with their heads held high knowing the black and blue colors represented a legacy to be proud of. The kids being kids let all the other teams in on that by ridiculing and demeaning them.
District Five was a bunch of inner city kids that got together to have fun with their friends. They practice semi-regularly. Their coaches are usually serving their community service by coaching them so the kids have no say in the type of coaching they get. They get made fun of the most by the other teams because of their lack of equipment and focus.
The wannabe Hawks head to their 1st tryout being eligible for this team. Many of the players have been skating since they were about 3 years old.
The coach observed as the young athletes came in full equipment to their 1st tryout day at the rink on that Monday.
He noticed a young blonde boy skate in like it was his 1st time on the ice. Coach Riley knew better than to think that though and called the boy over to him.
Coach asked, "Son, did your older brother play?"
The boy nodded his head and the coach went on, "I don't want the name yet I want to see the talent first."
The boy said, "I understand.", and skated off to his friends.
The tryouts started with two teams of boys and one girl,one with black and one with blue practice jerseys, going against other fighting for a spot. Each scrimmage team had every position full in 1st, 2nd, and 3rd strings. Even if the spot was bench warmer the boys felt the pride just wearing the jersey in a game even if it meant they never touched a puck.
The three strongest players in the Coach's eyes were a shorter boy with blonde hair making a lot of assists on the black team, a boy with reddish brown hair with the goals on that team, and the blonde boy on the opposing team who was doing great himself. The girl was good too.
Unforunate for her, Coach Riley has never let a girl be on the Hawks yet. No matter how good she was there was little chance she would be on the Hawks, and trust me she was good.
Coach called the scrimmage and told the boys to come back same time every day in full equipment if you were not on the cut list.
He reminded the boys, "Just because you are on the third string at tryouts doesn't mean you won't be starting. I just don't know what kind of talent we have here yet. I want boys who can go all the way."
This made the young blonde boy smile because even though he had numbered off to be second string he knew he had a chance at the starting spot. He felt entitled to start and was going to work hard to do so.
After changing the boy walked out with his two best friends, Micheal McGill and Tommy Larson, to go to a pizza shop they liked to hang out at whenever possible.
The blonde, Adam Banks, was confident in the day's work and ate his pepperoni pizza without a care in the world. Micheal and Tommy however were both a little shaky and wondered if they had done their best that day. Then the girl walked in.
Adam motioned for the girl to come and eat with them. She slid into the booth next to Adam after she placed her order. The girl was Allison C. Olson, but everyone called her A.C. Except when Adam and her are alone or talking quietly she is known as Claire Bear, and instead of being Banks like usually is kiddingly called Addie.
The two friends had been next door neighbors since late August just before school started. They had actually met the summer before though at camp.
The two became friends quickly and stayed in touch after the two months they were together. One month at a skating camp (hockey, figure skating, and inline skating in the same place) and one month at a basketball camp (They were both with the guards, but Allison did more point and Adam liked left wing.)
The four kids quickly started up a hockey conversation. It started with Adam saying, "How do you think you guys did?"
Micheal just answered, "Probably not my best."
Tommy agreed.
Allison said, "I for one liked how I did today. There's no use worrying about this now the day is over." Then her pizza arrived and the topic changed.
The four friends returned to the rink early the next day. None of their names were on the cut list. When they numbered off for teams there was the three boys together and Allison seperate. One line from each team had been cut.
They played hard and when the day was over the stats said that Allison had the best day. She made two goals more than anyone else and made a lot of assits too.
They went home and came back the next day at the same time. None of their names were on the cut list.
They got onto the ice early and warmed up. Then the Coach came out of his office. He called Allison over to the side.
He said, "Listen up girly, no girl has made it past second cut before. To make it past third cut you will have to tell me your motives behind this. I usually ask this on the second day, but I think you're different even though I could be wrong. Another girl awhile back made it to second cut day. She might have had the stuff, and you know what she told me."
Allison shook her head.
Coach said, "She liked boys and wanted to have something in common to talk about on dates. Now think carefully. What's your answer?"
Allison could tell that this answer was important. She opened her mouth slowly to speak and said, "I have been on the ice since I was three, I think. As far back as I can remember I have been playing hockey. I also have competed in other winter sports so I have other options if you cut me. Don't get me wrong I like winning teams, this is a winning team.
She paused then said, "If you have to cut me go ahead. I just want a reason, and the fact that I'm a girl is not a reason just an excuse.
The coach nodded and told her she could go back over to her friends.
The four friends had another day of good tryouts.
The fourth day came. Now there are only three people left at each position instead of the begininng six. This was the final day. The day that decided the final team.
The four friends stepped onto the ice together early again. All of them made the cut. When Allison had read the list her face lit up and she almost screamed she was so happy.
Coach Riley came over to the four hockey players and said, "You four are the best I got. All four of you have a very good chance of making the team as long as you don't mess up today."
He walked away after glancing towards Allison and giving the boys a wink.
Micheal said, "Allison, you may as well step off this ice now. Coach'll never let a girl take the ice in a Hawks jersey. The reputation of the hockey team is at stake. When the game is on the line he'll only want the best in."
Allison got angry. She started after Micheal, but Adam stopped her and calmed her down a little.
The tryouts continued when they counted into their teams for the day. Adam and Allison on one side and Micheal and Tommy on the other.
The scrimmage was the most physical with everyone showing that they could pull their own weight and then some. Micheal and Allison wouldn't stop checking each other into the boards, knocking each other down, and playing rough.
After practice the final cut list was put up. Allison was on it.
She calmly went into Coach Riley's office. He was sitting at his desk doing paperwork.
Allison said, "Coach, when we talked I said I needed a reason. Now give me that reason."
Coach Riley said, "You have commitment, determination, and skill."
Allison said, "Then what's the problem? You just gave the makings of a great athlete."
Coach said, "That's exactly right. The boys are all about hockey and most don't play other sports. There is less chance of them being injured than you."
Allison asked, "What is that supposed to mean? That I can't take it. Well you're wrong."
Coach said, "Your other activities should keep you busy. You're an injury risk. Not on the ice, but off. Sorry, I have made my decision."
Allison stormed out of his office.
Adam was waiting for her. They put on their rollerblades and skated home together like always.
Disclaimer: I don't own the Ducks or the Hawks. Some stuff I made up and don't know hockey. Oh well. Learn to deal with it.
Chapter 1: Tryouts
In this peewee league there is a state champion every year. District Five hasn't come close to getting the title ever. The Hawks have won 1st every year except the 1973 game when the lost in overtime getting 2nd. That was one of the greatest upsets in peewee history.
The Hawks ran themselves on tradition and grueling work for 13 year olds. They practiced hard, when they didn't have to, and never questioned a word Coach Riley had for them. They skated with their heads held high knowing the black and blue colors represented a legacy to be proud of. The kids being kids let all the other teams in on that by ridiculing and demeaning them.
District Five was a bunch of inner city kids that got together to have fun with their friends. They practice semi-regularly. Their coaches are usually serving their community service by coaching them so the kids have no say in the type of coaching they get. They get made fun of the most by the other teams because of their lack of equipment and focus.
The wannabe Hawks head to their 1st tryout being eligible for this team. Many of the players have been skating since they were about 3 years old.
The coach observed as the young athletes came in full equipment to their 1st tryout day at the rink on that Monday.
He noticed a young blonde boy skate in like it was his 1st time on the ice. Coach Riley knew better than to think that though and called the boy over to him.
Coach asked, "Son, did your older brother play?"
The boy nodded his head and the coach went on, "I don't want the name yet I want to see the talent first."
The boy said, "I understand.", and skated off to his friends.
The tryouts started with two teams of boys and one girl,one with black and one with blue practice jerseys, going against other fighting for a spot. Each scrimmage team had every position full in 1st, 2nd, and 3rd strings. Even if the spot was bench warmer the boys felt the pride just wearing the jersey in a game even if it meant they never touched a puck.
The three strongest players in the Coach's eyes were a shorter boy with blonde hair making a lot of assists on the black team, a boy with reddish brown hair with the goals on that team, and the blonde boy on the opposing team who was doing great himself. The girl was good too.
Unforunate for her, Coach Riley has never let a girl be on the Hawks yet. No matter how good she was there was little chance she would be on the Hawks, and trust me she was good.
Coach called the scrimmage and told the boys to come back same time every day in full equipment if you were not on the cut list.
He reminded the boys, "Just because you are on the third string at tryouts doesn't mean you won't be starting. I just don't know what kind of talent we have here yet. I want boys who can go all the way."
This made the young blonde boy smile because even though he had numbered off to be second string he knew he had a chance at the starting spot. He felt entitled to start and was going to work hard to do so.
After changing the boy walked out with his two best friends, Micheal McGill and Tommy Larson, to go to a pizza shop they liked to hang out at whenever possible.
The blonde, Adam Banks, was confident in the day's work and ate his pepperoni pizza without a care in the world. Micheal and Tommy however were both a little shaky and wondered if they had done their best that day. Then the girl walked in.
Adam motioned for the girl to come and eat with them. She slid into the booth next to Adam after she placed her order. The girl was Allison C. Olson, but everyone called her A.C. Except when Adam and her are alone or talking quietly she is known as Claire Bear, and instead of being Banks like usually is kiddingly called Addie.
The two friends had been next door neighbors since late August just before school started. They had actually met the summer before though at camp.
The two became friends quickly and stayed in touch after the two months they were together. One month at a skating camp (hockey, figure skating, and inline skating in the same place) and one month at a basketball camp (They were both with the guards, but Allison did more point and Adam liked left wing.)
The four kids quickly started up a hockey conversation. It started with Adam saying, "How do you think you guys did?"
Micheal just answered, "Probably not my best."
Tommy agreed.
Allison said, "I for one liked how I did today. There's no use worrying about this now the day is over." Then her pizza arrived and the topic changed.
The four friends returned to the rink early the next day. None of their names were on the cut list. When they numbered off for teams there was the three boys together and Allison seperate. One line from each team had been cut.
They played hard and when the day was over the stats said that Allison had the best day. She made two goals more than anyone else and made a lot of assits too.
They went home and came back the next day at the same time. None of their names were on the cut list.
They got onto the ice early and warmed up. Then the Coach came out of his office. He called Allison over to the side.
He said, "Listen up girly, no girl has made it past second cut before. To make it past third cut you will have to tell me your motives behind this. I usually ask this on the second day, but I think you're different even though I could be wrong. Another girl awhile back made it to second cut day. She might have had the stuff, and you know what she told me."
Allison shook her head.
Coach said, "She liked boys and wanted to have something in common to talk about on dates. Now think carefully. What's your answer?"
Allison could tell that this answer was important. She opened her mouth slowly to speak and said, "I have been on the ice since I was three, I think. As far back as I can remember I have been playing hockey. I also have competed in other winter sports so I have other options if you cut me. Don't get me wrong I like winning teams, this is a winning team.
She paused then said, "If you have to cut me go ahead. I just want a reason, and the fact that I'm a girl is not a reason just an excuse.
The coach nodded and told her she could go back over to her friends.
The four friends had another day of good tryouts.
The fourth day came. Now there are only three people left at each position instead of the begininng six. This was the final day. The day that decided the final team.
The four friends stepped onto the ice together early again. All of them made the cut. When Allison had read the list her face lit up and she almost screamed she was so happy.
Coach Riley came over to the four hockey players and said, "You four are the best I got. All four of you have a very good chance of making the team as long as you don't mess up today."
He walked away after glancing towards Allison and giving the boys a wink.
Micheal said, "Allison, you may as well step off this ice now. Coach'll never let a girl take the ice in a Hawks jersey. The reputation of the hockey team is at stake. When the game is on the line he'll only want the best in."
Allison got angry. She started after Micheal, but Adam stopped her and calmed her down a little.
The tryouts continued when they counted into their teams for the day. Adam and Allison on one side and Micheal and Tommy on the other.
The scrimmage was the most physical with everyone showing that they could pull their own weight and then some. Micheal and Allison wouldn't stop checking each other into the boards, knocking each other down, and playing rough.
After practice the final cut list was put up. Allison was on it.
She calmly went into Coach Riley's office. He was sitting at his desk doing paperwork.
Allison said, "Coach, when we talked I said I needed a reason. Now give me that reason."
Coach Riley said, "You have commitment, determination, and skill."
Allison said, "Then what's the problem? You just gave the makings of a great athlete."
Coach said, "That's exactly right. The boys are all about hockey and most don't play other sports. There is less chance of them being injured than you."
Allison asked, "What is that supposed to mean? That I can't take it. Well you're wrong."
Coach said, "Your other activities should keep you busy. You're an injury risk. Not on the ice, but off. Sorry, I have made my decision."
Allison stormed out of his office.
Adam was waiting for her. They put on their rollerblades and skated home together like always.