Puck it Up

𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗡𝗶𝗻𝗲𝘁𝗲𝗲𝗻-𝖱𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽 3

My POV
It was time to get our asses back into the game but Fulton wanted to go after them but Bombay didn't approve of that neither did i.

Bombay was finished snapping on his old Coach and walked towards our bench.

"Let me go after them Coach. Let me get them." Fulton said.

I sighed and looked at him. "No Fulton! These hawks will probably kill you." I said trying to convince him to change his mind about getting them.

Bombay shook his head. "No, we're better then that." He said.

"Yeah we are." Ariana said.

Everyone started to argue a little because Bombay had said No.

"Look, look, it's time to play smart hockey. Duck hockey." Bombay said with his hands out.

I nodded with a smirk. "Alright? Now we got the power play." He said.

"Yeah! Alright!" We all said cheering loudly.

"We're gonna hit them where it hurts the most:up there." Bombay said pointing to the score board.

"Hell Yes!" I said with a smile.

"Yes!"

"Yeah!"

Bombay pointed at Fulton. "Fulton, you're in." Bombay said.

Averman protested and disagreed with Bombay's idea. "Coach, they'll be rushing him." Averman said making a point.

Bombay didn't even think about that. "Right." He said.

"Jesse, make sure you give Fulton plenty of time." Bombay instructed.

"Right, coach." Jesse said.

"Jesse, do good." Charlie said with a smile.

I smirked. "Yeah kick some ass!" I said with a wink.

Bombay clapped his hands. "Let's go!" He yelled getting fired up.

"Yeah!" We all said.

Bombay held his hand out signaling us to wait a second. "Hold it! Wait! Woah!" Bombay said quickly.

I sighed and rolled my eyes. "What now?" I asked getting irritated because he was wasting time right now.

"Let's have fun out there." Bombay said with a smile.

I sighed of relief glad he didn't stop us to give us a long ass speech.

"Alright!"

"Let's go! Let's go!" Bombay said pushing some of our team members out of the bench.

...

"The ducks trail 3-1, and now they call on number 44. Fulton Reed who has a big booming shot."

Fulton got into position getting ready.

"Get the face-off!" Bombay yelled through the bench putting a hand on my shoulder.

The referee drops the puck and Jesse passes it to Fulton.

"And the ducks get it back to Fulton Reed. Hall clears the front of the net here's Reed winding."

Fulton let his stick go watching the puck floating in the air like a frisbee which made the hawks move out of the way so fast. But the goalie didn't even move or try to block it instead he falls backwards and Fulton scores.

"He Scores!"

We all went crazy on the bench cheering hugging each other tightly.

"Fulton Reed has scored, and the ducks are back in the game!"