Sorry this is such a big long authors note but you absolutely must read it.
The reason is I've noticed a story that has a few parallels to mine, and uses a lot of the same phrases I've used, ex.
"Coxie wiggled his eyebrows humorously...." Chapter 2 first reviewed 9/4/04
"The boys were shouting encouragement to Jack and Rob. Jimmy was out of his circle, and other boys were coming out to get a better view." Chapter 3 first reviewed 9/5/04
"It was five months to Lake Placid; the team was in Norway, playing the Norwegian National Team, as it were." Chapter 5
"How about you Silky, you going to be the next to quit on me?" Chapter 5. Now if my calculations were correct Silky would have been the first in the movie, or maybe it was an honest mistake. I just thought that one was interesting
Now I am 99.9 sure that stuff came out of my brain, not only the ideas, some of which I at least thought was original at the time, but the wording, and punctuation. I don't really have a big problem with this, but if you like my stuff so much you want to use it:
A.) REVIEW! Please, I live for those e-mails.
B.) Tell me that you would like to use it, please, and keep in mind people might get bored with seeing the same witty comments popping up every time.
C.) If you send them Tipping Cows, I will jump through my computer and kill you. Know that.
So for your entertainment, I present the First Period....dum dum dum, to the tune of The Crowd Goes Wild. Enjoy!
Mikhailov one the face off no problem. Nikki was poised on the edge of her seat as the Soviets perfectly executed their first play and within an span of moments, they had taken their first shot on goal, but the shot was knocked away by Jimmy.
Oh, c'mon, let it go.
"Keep it out of the middle," Nikki shouted down uselessly, her mother looked at her. Nikki gave her a pleading look. "Everyone knows you got to keep it out of the middle.
Now Silky was streaking up the board with the puck, bounced it off the boards where it was picked up by Petrov, he flew up the center and took another shot on goal. Jimmy was again more than equal to the task.
He was an underdog; a no threat;
A NASCAR jockey, a rookie; a wannabe.
Still wet behind the ears,
A red-line revver just a-jammin' his gears.
There are those that are, an' those that ain't.
The quickest get stickers,
He was nothin' but paint.
Chartreuse paint.
Now the puck was out to Morrow, cleared the U.S. Zone, and passed to Mac, who was checked into the stands by Mikhailov. Krutov picked it up and came in for another shot that was deflected away by Jimmy.
After some more fancy footwork and a whole lot of ice shavings, Buzzy picked up the puck behind the net. He started up the boards, but Kasatonov slashed at him, he lost his footing and the puck, sliding a few feet across the rink, before struggling to his feet.
While Nikki was watching Buzz recover from the spill a shot was deflected in.
"It was a slash!" Fans and players were protesting. Refs, they're either young and dumb or old and blind, huh? Even Lola found herself up on her feet and she didn't even know what was going on.
Big race, now we cut to, the last ten laps:
Here comes Junior, sneakin' up
From the back of the pack, with fire in his eyes;
Wavin' out the window as he passes 'em by.
The tension mounts: now he's number two;
All out of rubber an' runnin' on fumes.
It's door to door, outta turn four:
He sees those chequers an' he hears that roar.
Mikhailov easily dominated in the face off with Christoff, and in typical Soviet style...or hockey style, actually...this was a fast game...in a matter of seconds Jimmy was put to the test again. Once more he proved his worth to this Olympic team, sending the Puck out to Rizzo. Nikki couldn't suppress a shout of anxiety as he was checked hard into the boards.
Coach pulled Rizzo and sent O.C. in. Mark Johnson was heading down the rink, and could that kid fly. He narrowly avoided a check from Krutov.
Petrov was charging him, but Jack got a great hit on him, the puck went flying out to Buzz who snuck a shot in past Tretiak, with about six minutes left in the game.
And the crowd goes wild.And the crowd goes wild.
You're shinin' like a superstar, baby,
And the crowd goes wild.
The fans went nuts This was huge! Nikki was dancing around with Lola, urging the crowd to cheer on waving her arms and screaming as poor tiny Buzzy was buried under a mountain of American hockey players. Patti and Danny and Kelly were all cheering happily.
Unfortunately the glory was short lived as team USSR wasted now time in taking the lead again. Petrov passed the puck up to Krutov. Krutov took a shot that Jimmy knocked away, but Makarov maneuvered around Morrow with the rebound and scored.
He played the honky-tonks, the roadside bars,A real humdinger; a blue-eyed singer
With a red guitar around his neck
Paying them dues by starving to death
But he told his Momma every time he came back,
"One of these days I'm gonna buy you, a big long Cadillac.
"And get you outta this shack."
The crowd was out raged as there was a chorus of boos going around before the chant of USA as assumed.
Down on the bench Rizzo was gazing up into the stands and smiling.
"Sounds like your girlfriend's back from the bathroom O.C.," he noted humorously.
"You're not shitting me," O.C. agreed, with a slight laugh.
Then he hit the road, fronting the band.
Six long hairs bobbing up and down,
In a Chevy van, all beat up;
He did a lotta giving but he never gave up.
Then one night, he wrote a song.
Made a little record; started catching on.
Now it's coliseums, he's all the rage:
The lights go down when he hits the stage
Again the Soviets one the face off, and as usual they stormed straight down the middle of the rink, flew past the defense, and took a shot on goal, blocked by Jimmy. Cheers erupted from the crowd as time began to wind this period down.
"Out of the middle!" Herb ordered.
"If we can end this quarter just one down," Nikki admitted. "It'll be good." Lola nodded. This seemed the case, as Jimmy was able to block two more shots. The puck went out to Christian, who took a long shot as Coach sent Johnson in.
Tretiak made the easy save only to have the rebound go to Mark who came in and scored at one second left in the period.
And the crowd goes wild.
And the crowd goes wild.
You're shining like a superstar, baby,
And the crowd goes wild. (1)
Nikki jumped up screaming as another All American Dog Pile was formulated out on the ice.
"Come on," Nikki urged, grabbing her friend's wrist, dragging her down the stairs to congratulate the team for tying it up.
The security guard stopped them at the bottom of the stairs.
"Wait a minute ladies, you can't be down here," he said.
"What are you talking about," Nikki yelled into his face. That's my family out there! Get out of my way." She pushed past, pulling Lola behind her. Lola looked back at the stunned officer and laughed.
"Ohh," she started up indignantly. "Ya'll sucka's got served."
Nikki was handing out hugs coming down to the team USA bunker. She counted making sure she got everyone. Jannie, Broten, Jimmy, Coach Pat, Morrow, Silky, Phillie, Doc, Christian, OC, Rizzo, Baker, Mac, Daddy, Strobel, Johnson, Rammer, Christoff, Wells, Suter, Bah, Pav, and Buzzy got two. That pretty much covered it.
"You boys just put the best goal tender in the world on the bench," Her father put in proudly, noting Tretiak on the bench for the first time in these Olympics.
"That's Tretiak," Nikki gasped looking over. "Oh my got he's hott! I want to go give him a hug." A series of heads flipped over to glare at her, but the face she was worried about was Rizzo's. He gave her an innocent look with his bottom lip stuck out, looking like a needy puppy. "I mean grr...Soviets! So not my type."
The girls settled into the bench next to the players to get the second period up close, and personal
1 And the Crowd Goes Wild, Mark Wills