Notes: I mentioned in The Long Road Back that I'm terrible with coming up
with practical jokes. This chapter is no exception.
Watching From the Sidelines
I took a seat next to Jan. Don Tibbles was on the other side of Jan. We found out yesterday that Iceland lost to Russia. I know Jesse was as glad as I was to hear that news. The game was about to start. I saw Russ's brother and friends sitting in the stand. The scouts were in their usual spot watching the game. For once, I didn't have to worry about the scouts.
Jesse and I finally found out what the prank was at breakfast today. They put gobs of shaving cream in their ice skates and wrote messages all over their lockers with it. I guess Jesse and I were best not to know. Coach gave them a lecture about pranks. They told him Jesse and I had nothing to do with it.
The game was starting. I saw the Iceland coach and Marria sitting a few rows down taking notes. Sanderson and Gunnar were sitting a few rows above where Jan, Mr. Tibbles, and I were sitting. Maybe I should have sat on the bench with the other players. I could hear snickering coming from them during some of the Duck plays.
The team won 4-0. The Icelanders were booing fiercely. Russ's brother and a few of his friends went up to them. They started to push each other before security escorted the Belmont guys from the building. I decided now was a good time to go down to the locker room before they started on me. After the last two incidences, I knew to be careful of them.
Wayne Gretsky came into the locker room and congratulated the team. I was speechless somewhat but still asked him to sign my hockey stick. He grinned when I acted like an idiot by not figuring out how he knew my name. I had forgotten I was wearing my jersey. The others teased me about it.
I told Russ that his brothers had been forced to leave the building after the game after getting into a shoving match with Gunnar and Sanderson. He looked ticked off about it. He left the locker room to go find them. Kenny and Portman went with him.
Coach lifted the stupid seven o'clock curfew and told us to go have a good time. We still had a game with Russia to determine who went on to the championships. I guess it takes some getting used to the idea that coach is no longer Captain Blood. He was acting like the coach from District Five again.
The remaining Ducks and I decided to go catch a movie. I don't think anyone was paying attention to it because we talked through the whole thing. I'm surprised we weren't kicked out. But many people got up and left. Maybe they recognized us as Team USA. Uh oh I spoke too soon. Here comes an usher. We were thrown out a few minutes later.
So we went for ice cream where we wouldn't be kicked out. We ran into Portman, Kenny, and Russ there. Kids came up to us asking for our autographs and we happily signed them.
But all too soon, we had to go back to our dorms because tomorrow was the big game against Russia. I might not be able to play in that game but it didn't matter.
I again sat in the stands. Marria and Coach Stansson were in the stands but there weren't any Icelanders. I wanted to be in the game. But I knew I couldn't. Maybe I'll be ready for the championships. Oh yeah we beat Russia 4-3.
We are going to the championships. Will my wrist be okay for that?
***
*sniff* I think this fic is going to have 2 more chapters and that's it maybe three.
Watching From the Sidelines
I took a seat next to Jan. Don Tibbles was on the other side of Jan. We found out yesterday that Iceland lost to Russia. I know Jesse was as glad as I was to hear that news. The game was about to start. I saw Russ's brother and friends sitting in the stand. The scouts were in their usual spot watching the game. For once, I didn't have to worry about the scouts.
Jesse and I finally found out what the prank was at breakfast today. They put gobs of shaving cream in their ice skates and wrote messages all over their lockers with it. I guess Jesse and I were best not to know. Coach gave them a lecture about pranks. They told him Jesse and I had nothing to do with it.
The game was starting. I saw the Iceland coach and Marria sitting a few rows down taking notes. Sanderson and Gunnar were sitting a few rows above where Jan, Mr. Tibbles, and I were sitting. Maybe I should have sat on the bench with the other players. I could hear snickering coming from them during some of the Duck plays.
The team won 4-0. The Icelanders were booing fiercely. Russ's brother and a few of his friends went up to them. They started to push each other before security escorted the Belmont guys from the building. I decided now was a good time to go down to the locker room before they started on me. After the last two incidences, I knew to be careful of them.
Wayne Gretsky came into the locker room and congratulated the team. I was speechless somewhat but still asked him to sign my hockey stick. He grinned when I acted like an idiot by not figuring out how he knew my name. I had forgotten I was wearing my jersey. The others teased me about it.
I told Russ that his brothers had been forced to leave the building after the game after getting into a shoving match with Gunnar and Sanderson. He looked ticked off about it. He left the locker room to go find them. Kenny and Portman went with him.
Coach lifted the stupid seven o'clock curfew and told us to go have a good time. We still had a game with Russia to determine who went on to the championships. I guess it takes some getting used to the idea that coach is no longer Captain Blood. He was acting like the coach from District Five again.
The remaining Ducks and I decided to go catch a movie. I don't think anyone was paying attention to it because we talked through the whole thing. I'm surprised we weren't kicked out. But many people got up and left. Maybe they recognized us as Team USA. Uh oh I spoke too soon. Here comes an usher. We were thrown out a few minutes later.
So we went for ice cream where we wouldn't be kicked out. We ran into Portman, Kenny, and Russ there. Kids came up to us asking for our autographs and we happily signed them.
But all too soon, we had to go back to our dorms because tomorrow was the big game against Russia. I might not be able to play in that game but it didn't matter.
I again sat in the stands. Marria and Coach Stansson were in the stands but there weren't any Icelanders. I wanted to be in the game. But I knew I couldn't. Maybe I'll be ready for the championships. Oh yeah we beat Russia 4-3.
We are going to the championships. Will my wrist be okay for that?
***
*sniff* I think this fic is going to have 2 more chapters and that's it maybe three.
