The scene is Stan's house. Stan has just gotten home. He is still a little shocked at the announcement over the P.A.
" Wow, this will sure be an interesting Saturday." said Sharon just entering the house
" Yeah, it will be interesting." said Stan sounding discouraged
" Are you worried sweetie?"
" No."
" Well of course he isn't worried. Stan can kick that teams ass with one hand behind his back." said Jimbo walking in
" He's just worried to about going up against his little friend Kyle. Right Stan." said Randy following Jimbo in
" Uh, yeah." said Stan
" I can't believe the biggest thing to happen to South Park since that whole global warming thing is going to involve our son. Its so exciting!" said Sharon excited
" Yeah and Stan, don't be going easy on that little friend Kyle of yours just because he is your friend. Remember, he isn't going to be thinking of you as his friend out there on the ice, he's going to see you as his enemy." said Jimbo
" Okay, (He doesn't think of me as his friend now.)" thought Stan
" Remember, to him you're an obstacle, something standing in his way to greatness."
Stan thought about the race that he and Kyle had. He could of let Kyle won that race and this whole fight might never have happened.
" I'm going to sleep now." said Stan
" That's a good idea honey. Get some sleep." said Sharon
" Yeah rest up tiger, tomorrow we're gonna practice liked hell. We have to be as sharp as ever to beat Chef's team." said Jimbo
" By the way, has anyone bothered to name their teams?"
The adults look at each other confused. The question of naming the team never came up.
" Well, good night everyone." said Stan heading upstairs
" Good night Son." said Randy
" Yeah good night Stan." said Jimbo
Stan headed upstairs and went into his room. Stan took off his clothes and changed for bed, he jumped on his bed and dug his face into his pillow.
" What should I do?" Stan asked himself
Stan sat up and wondered what he should do, he could let Kyle win and possibly salvage what little was left of their friendship, or he could do his Uncle Jimbo, his parents, and his teammates proud and do his best and win. He felt so confused.
" If I throw the game, I'd be ruining all the hard work the team and my Uncle Jimbo put into this. And plus, if they ever found out I lost on purpose, the team would kick mu ass so bad that I would be more crippled then Timmy and Jimmy combined." said Stan
Stan didn't know what to do. He lifted his shirt and looked at his body, his bruises had begun to fade and heal, he lied back down and placed his hand on a big bruises on his stomach and gently rubbed it. It felt sore, he had gotten it when a kid slammed their elbow into his gut and slammed him into the wall. Stan stared at the ceiling and pushed a little harder on his bruise, it hurt.
The scene is Kyle's house and Kyle had just gotten home. He had some ice cream with Butters at the snack bar at the Ice Rink. He felt exhausted from today.
" Well this sure is going to be one interesting Saturday." said Sheila
" Yes, are you excited Kyle?" asked Gerald
" Yeah, I can't wait." said Kyle sounding not so enthusiastic
" Well you sure are going to have to train hard to beat Stan, they say he is really good." said Sheila
Hearing his mom say this made Kyle feel really angry, yet he didn't know who to be angry at.
" Well I'm going to bed now." said Kyle as he went up the stairs
" Okay good night booby." said Sheila
" Night Kyle." said Gerald
" Goo night Kyyle." said Ike
" Good night mom, dad, Ike." said Kyle as he entered his room
Kyle changed for bed and laid down. His mind was on the up coming game. He would have to be at his best to beat Stan, Stan wasn't going to be easy. Kyle had been pushing himself to be the best he could be, and it wasn't easy. He looked at his arm, all cut up. He wondered what Stan was doing right now, Butters had got him thinking about himself and Stan.
" I have no choice, if I don't win, I'll always be left in his shadow. I can't lose, I won't lose, I can't afford to lose." said Kyle out loud
Kyle wished he didn't have to face Stan, but he did. He knew it would be tough but he didn't care, he had already been through a lot already a little more wasn't going to kill him.
The scene is Cartman's house. Cartman and Kenny are talking about their plans.
" Okay, a lot of people are going to be at the game this Saturday right, so that is the best time to strike." said Cartman
" Okay, but what about Stan and Kyle?" asked Kenny concerned
" Oh, just warn them okay."
" Alright, hey do you think we can in any trouble for this?"
" Hell yah we can get in trouble for this, hell we could probably get arrested for this."
Kenny looked over the plans, this was going to be a hard one to pull off.
" Okay, run it by me again." said Kenny
" Okay, this is how it's gonna go down." Cartman whispered into Kenny's ear his plan for revenge
The scene is the ice rink. Stan's team and Kyle's team have all arrived and are getting dressed out for their big game. Everyone was anxious for the competition to begin. This was supposed to be the biggest match in South Park history.
Stan got dressed up and left the locker rooms, it was still a little early. He stared at the other hockey teams locker.
Kyle got dressed and headed out the locker doors. He looked at the opposite side of the ice rink and saw Stan.
Both boys had their eyes locked on each other. Kyle knew he had to win and Stan knew what he had to do.
Cartman and Kenny were in the stands; they had snuck in last night and set up for their plan. Cartman couldn't wait for everyone's agony; Kenny just wanted two of his friend to stop hating each other.
The P.A. went on and made an announcement. Stan and Kyle just stared at each other. They were to anxious because of the game.
" Attention, the final match of the tournament will begin in thirty minutes, please take your seats." said the announcer over the P.A.
It all came down to this, the final match that was going to change Stan's and Kyle's friendship forever, was about to begin.
