The new kid

Ow

"Okay guys l, we gotta get out there. I'm not great at inspiration speeches, but I just wanna say, no matter what happens out there today, I'm so proud of you guys. The true measure of a person is not how many times they fall down, but it's how many times they pick themselves back up. And today, I have a feeling that you're gonna fall down a lot. But there's one thing I know and that is that over the last few days, we've really become a team. And to make it official, I've got jerseys!" Coach Alex explains.
"Awesome!" I say.
"All right!" Nick fist pumps me.
"Evan, this ones for you. It had a 'C' for captain. Congratulations." Coach throws a jersey over to Evan.
"Congrats!" Nick says.
We all finish getting changed and walk out in our tight (cool ect) new uniforms.
"Here come the dont bothers. Looking tight in their brand new gear. And attitude to burn. Welcome back to the wraparound. In the weirdest development ever, my usual partner, nick, is playing in his first game today. So filling in is my dad, terry." Mary Joe says into her podcast.
"Hello." Replies Mary Joe's dad, Terry.
"There you go." Nick says as he pushes Logan onto the ice.
"Check it out. I'm standing up." Logan say pleased.
"Yeah. You should take face off." Evan says.
"Really?" Logan says.
"Yeah, you should." I say.
We all skate into our positions.
"You got this Koob." Koob mutters to hisself.
The whistle blows and the game starts. The other team gets the puck and starts passing it to each other.
I skate up to them and grab the puck.
"Yeah! Go y/n!" Coach says.
However it didn't last long, a member of the other team knocked me over and took the puck and scored.
"You alright?" Evan skates up to me.
"Yeah, thanks." I get back up and skate into my position.
"I've never seen a goal scored that fast. The clock barely moved." Mary Joe speaks into her podcast.
"What was that? You didn't even move your stick." Evan said angrily.
"Well, if I move it, then I fall. It's the only thing keeping me up." Logan shrugs.
"Dudes a human tripod." Nick says.
"Yeah, I can see that." Evan huffs.
"It's alright." I pat Logan on the back.
"It's alright you'll get em next time." Nick pats Logan's shoulder.
The whistle blows again and Nick falls over. (He was doing the face off.)
Evan takes the puck and then gets crushed up against the wall.
"Those boys are not nice!" Coach yells.
The other team takes the puck and scores.
"It's alright y/n, we will win one day." I mutter to my self.
We start it again, and Evan gets the puck.
"Come on Ev. You got it. Hey! Hey! Excuse me! Ref, did you not just see that? Do your job! Arrest someone!" Coach says as Evan gets pushed against then wall, once again.
"Ow that must of hurt." I said as I grab the puck. 3 members of the other team come skating really fast towards me, and squash me into them and I fall on the floor.
I lay there in pain.
My team comes towards me whilst Logan is struggling to skate.
"Are you okay?" Maya asks me.
"I think I'm going to sit out for a bit." I put a fake smile on.
"Alright, I'll help you up." Evan says.
He helps me up and takes me to the side.
"I'm going to get some ice." I walk towards the changing room.
I take my gear off so I'm just in my shirt and jeans.
I grab a ice pack and place it on my shoulder. I wince in pain. After a while, the team comes back in.
They all grunt in weakness.
"Nick here, podcasting from inside the locker room with the dont bothers squad. We have been physically beaten, emotionally devastated. And I can't feel anything below my armpits." Nick speaks.
"Aw guys, hey listen up. You know it was rough out there. But not a total surprise, right? I mean we had a pretty good idea we probably weren't gonna win today." Coach says.
"We didn't win?" Koob asks.
We all shake our heads.
"Sorry. I went into a weird zone for most of it." Koob says.
"It's okay. Just remember, you know, we didn't start this team to be the best. We started this team to have fun." Coach says.
"But the thing is, getting your ass kicked that bad isn't fun at all." Evan states.
"He's right." Nick says.
"We have to get better." Evan says and walks out onto the ice.
One by one, we all join him.
I hold onto Logan's hand and try to help him skate.
"Make sure you trust your inside skate." Evan says.
"Okay Ev." Nick says.
"Nice Koob." I tell him.
"You got this guys." Evan states.
"There you go nick. Slow and steady." Evan helps.
"So, is your shoulder better?" Logan asks me.
"It's a little better." I reply.
"That's good." Logan mutters.
"Hey Logan, I let go of you." I say and he looks down.
"I can't do this I'm gonna fall." He falls over.
I laugh so hard you probably could of heard me from space.
He then smirks and pull me on the ice too.
"Really?!" I say.
He shrugs his shoulders.
We both get up and continue to skate.
"You guys got this!" Evan says to everyone.
Once we finished skating, we all went home. My dad picked my up this time.
"Hey dad." I say.
"Could you give my friend a lift?" I ask.
"Umm, sure." He smiles.
"Come on Logan." I signal him to the car.
"Thanks Mr Banks." He buckles up.
"Youre welcome." My dad puts on a smirk.

"Well this is my house, bye y/n, bye Mr Banks." He waves and leaves the car.
"Bye!" I wave back.
"So, you have a boyfriend?" My dad questions me.
"He's not my boyfriend dad, he's just my friend."
"Okay, whatever you say." My dad chuckles.
"How was your game?" He asks.
"Horrible. We didn't score any goals and I hurt my shoulder." I move my hair out of my face.
"Oh, well it doesn't matter about winning, it matters about having fun. And I'm sorry again for not being able to come. Work is so busy lately." He says.
"Yeah, it's fine. I'm kinda glad you didn't come cause you didn't see us get out asses kicked." I chuckle.
"Language." My dad smiles.
"Sorry." I bit my lips.
We arrive home and I go straight to bed.