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Minneapolis, June 1979
First day of practice. Herb had the boys running a few drills. Dad and I just had a few minor sprains to look after. Mark Johnson was out on the ice skating with the puck. He had great speed. But I could tell from the look on Herb's face that he wasn't happy with the way Mark wasn't passing the puck. I had known Herb long enough to know what he was thinking and what he wanted from his players……most of the time anyway. I had no idea about this business with psychology tests.
The next set of boys took out to the ice to run a drill with Herb. Robbie, Bah and Verchota were among them. Herb blew his whistle and the boys set out after the puck. I was so focused on the puck down by the net that it took me a second to realize what happened when I heard a loud collision. I looked and saw that O'Callahan had checked Mac to the ice.
Dad and I moved to see if Mac would need us. He was slow getting up. The other players gathered around.
"Nice hit, OC." Silk yelled from the bench.
Suddenly it all made sense. OC was still carrying a grudge from 1976. Silk, being OC's teammate supported this ridiculous display of revenge. Meanwhile, I had my jaw clenched so tight my teeth were hurting. Mac was a good friend of mine! He didn't deserve this.
"Tell your boy here to keep his head up and he won't have to worry about it!" OC said.
"Let's go!" Mac yelled as he charged at OC.
Coach Patrick started out onto the ice but Herb stopped him. "Hey Craig, let them go." Herb said.
Now I wanted to slap Silk, OC and Herb. I noticed that most of the boys just stood around watching. Jimmy Craig stayed back, Coach Patrick looked disgusted.
"Someone's gonna get hurt." I whispered to dad.
"When this is over, I'll take OC, you take Mac." Dad told me.
About that time, OC and Mac fell to the ice and the other players finally jumped in to pull them apart. I could see Mac's nose was bloody.
"Look like hockey to you? Looks more like a couple of monkeys trying to hump a football to me. I dunno, how about you Craig?" Herb said.
"Yeah." Craig answered but looked like he had no clue what Herb was talking about.
Herb then gave this big speech about how this was not the team to settle old rivalries and we had to start becoming a team. I wasn't listening; I was worried about Mac's nose.
"Start with some introductions. You know, who you are, where you're from." Herb said.
"Rob McClanahan, St. Paul Minnesota." Mac said.
"Who do you play for?" Herb asked.
"For you, here at the U."
"Jack?" Herb asked.
"Jack O'Callahan, Charlestown, Mass. Boston University." OC said.
"Over here." Herb said.
"I'm Ralph Cox. I'm from wherever is not going to get me hit." Cox said and we all chuckled.
As Herb got the team back in order. Dad took OC and I took Mac to the locker room. OC didn't look hurt. Mac's face was bloody. Dad and I took the boys to separate rooms just in case the argument wasn't over.
"Mac, you know the routine up on the table." I told him. "What hurts?"
"Right now, I am still shaking." Mac said.
"Adrenaline is flowing. It'll be a while before you feel pain. In the meantime, I'll clean up your face." I told him. I took a wash cloth and started cleaning the blood off his face.
"You're an angel of mercy." Mac said. "When we getting married for real?"
"I still didn't see pigs flying this morning and I am not 35 yet." I said. "Close your mouth and breathe through your nose. Any difficulty?"
Mac did as I asked. "No, just a little pain." He told me.
"Nasal passages aren't crushed." I said as I put cotton up his nose.
"You're beautiful when you shove things up my nose." Mac joked but sounded so nasal it was even funnier.
"This is nothing. I am downright devastatingly gorgeous when giving prostate exams!" I said and winked. "All right strip down to your underwear, gotta check your ribs just in case."
"Only if you strip down too." Mac said as he started pulling off his gear.
"I would but remember what I was saying about slowing that adrenaline?" I joked back.
I quickly checked Mac's arms and ribs. Everything was okay.
"Well, your face is going to hurt for a few days, but you're alright." I told him. "Go shower up." I told him.
"Thanks, Georgy." Mac said and went to shower.
At the end of practice, I was sitting alone in a back room filling out some paper work. Herb had talked to OC and Mac and everything seemed smoothed over. I heard a noise in the doorway and looked up. Jimmy Craig was standing there.
"Hey, Jim. What can I do for you?" I asked him.
"I wanted your dad to take a look at my ankle, it's throbbing a bit. Is he around?" Jim said.
"He took Ross to the hospital. Think he may have cracked a bone in his wrist. But I'll take care of you. Hop up." I said patting the table.
Jimmy walked over and climbed on the table. He had already showered and was in his street clothes. He looked uncomfortable.
"Something wrong? You look tense." I asked him as I started to take his pulse for routine.
"It's just, you're a female. I haven't been examined by a female before. You know except for those nurses at the pediatrician's office." Jimmy said with a smile.
"It's okay. I get that a lot. I just tell the boys that I am a professional and that I have seen everything inside and out of the human body, so nothing will shock me." I told him. He smiled at this too. "Usually the boys are uncomfortable at first then get used to me. Although I had one guy a few years back decided to……how do I put this nicely……expose himself trying to show off, I guess."
"What did you do?" Jim asked as I checked his pupils (standard for hockey players).
"Stayed clam, told him he had nothing worth showing me so put it back where it was." I said and Jim laughed.
"You didn't?" he asked.
"Sure did. I then just sent him to my dad and never thought twice about it. But the next day he made the mistake of telling it as a locker room story. Mac almost put him in the hospital. It took five people to get Mac off that guy." I said.
"Mac your boyfriend?" Jim asked as I checked his reflexes.
"Nah, my best friend. Almost like my brother. Although he told me that if neither of us is married by age 35, we're marrying each other!" I said and laughed.
"What happened after Mac beat up that guy?" Jim asked.
"The police were called because it was an assault. Herb went and spoke on Mac's behalf and they never filed charges against him. And when Herb found out why Mac beat the hell out of that jerk, Herb kicked him off the team. Never had a nasty patient since." I explained. "Okay let's see that ankle. If you're still nervous, talk to me. Whenever a patient guy or girl gets nervous, I talk to them to distract them."
Jimmy turned and propped his leg up on a table. I ran a hand over his ankle.
"Nah, I'll be okay. You're not checking me for hernias are you?" Jimmy joked. "You don't have an accent like your dad, were you born in the US?"
"Yes. I was born in the US. My parents immigrated here from Latvia." I said flexing his ankle.
"You must look like your mom because you look nothing like your dad." Jimmy said.
"Actually, I am adopted. The Nagobads were unable to have children and adopted me in 1958 when I was eight weeks old. I have been with them ever since." I told Jim.
"Well I am sure you love your parents but your biological mother must have been very pretty." Jim said with a smile.
"Thank you, did you flirt with the nurses at your pediatrician's office too?" I asked and smiled in return.
"Oh, this is just conversation to keep me calm." Jim said but couldn't keep from chuckling. "Ow, that hurts."
"Well, it's just a sprain. Keep some ice on it and take it easy." I said.
Jimmy stood up to leave but stopped at the door. "Do you ever think about your biological parents?" he asked.
"Not really, not anymore. I love my parents so much that I never gave the people who conceived me much thought. Although, when I date someone, I always ask their parents if they gave a child up for adoption. I want to be sure I don't accidentally date my brother!" I said.
"Stop by and see us at the U some time." Jim said.
"I will. I know I'll be by the dorms to visit Buzzy, Janny and Mac. I'll stop by and visit you while I'm there some time!" I said.
