The coach's daughter

7

We then went out to practice a bit with Fulton, as he is able to hit the puck far, he hits it to hard.

On the ice
The team was throwing around a football..
What.. why..
I looked over and saw the other team looking at us weirdly.
Soon my dad went to get Fulton to practice with him.
We dumped out all the pucks of the ice from him to hit.
"Ok, fulton, shoot your shot"
And he started hitting the pucks.. and man, they went flying! He was hitting them so hard!
The team was in shock gasping and watching him nervously. Then Fulton hit one so hard it went into the stands and hit some people "Dad.. this is not a good idea.." i tell him
"I know" he said not taking his eyes of fulton.
I look at the team to see Karp gulp nervously and the team just talking, watchin fulton.
He hit a few that went around the net, didn't make it, went over the net, etc..
Most of them were bouncing off the walls, out of the ice rink ofc! He can hit them like there's no tomorrow, non stop.
Then one hit the glass and a guy was right behind it. I heard some gasps and fulton didn't even stop! He kept hitting the pucks! I even see people jumping everytime he hits a puck!
"Dad.." i whined. This is not even safe
"go hang out with char" he pushed me away with his arms and shooed me not pulling his eyes of fulton.
I went over to char and the team
"Charlieeee, my dad said i had to hang out with you because i don't know-.." i say not knowing why he made me hang out with him.
"I- well ok then" he says.

Later for the game ig-
The referee blew the whistle and i jumped a bit.
My dad and i then went to talk to the team.
"All right.. Let's forget the past." he says nodding his head a bit. I then spoke up, "Yeah, we may have lost a few games, tough! But that was district 5.." and my dad was looking at me smiling. I smiled back and i feel a hand on my shoulder it's charlie's, he smiled to.
"Now we're ducks!" my dad tells them looking back and forth gazing them
"yeah!" the team agrees with him as well.
"And ducks are.. undefeated!" i say not knowing what to say. Undefeated.. we will be undefeated..
Quack
Quack
Quack
Quack..
We repeated over and over
"go... ducks!" we then shouted
"The hell was that?" i turned to see the. coach's for the other team ask each other. Then they looked at us again.
We put fulton on the ice and as he walked in the ice the goalie for the other team looked at him, shocked, nervous, and scared..
I see why.
"Go! Get the face off!" my dad shouts.
"line up boys! let's go!" the referee says to the boys in the middle of the ice.
Fulton was first to get the puck as soon it was hit.
"That's it.." my dad says as Fulton was getting ready to hit the puck.
Right as his stick comes off the ground to hit the puck everyone screams and moves out of the way.
The goalie yelled and hid at the corner of the net. Right then Fulton hit the puck to someone else and they.. scored!
The whistle was blown and everyone was cheering. The other teams coach took off his hat and threw it around angry.
"Whoo!!! Yeah!" my dad yelled excitedly.
I smiled and hugged my dad tightly.
"We will win this.." i whispered "Yes, we will.." he pulled away. 

Later
B-Bombay
M-Me
H-Hans (i think that's his name😭)

H- That tie of yours might be what you need to make the play-offs
We walked into a room with a bunch of hockey stuff.
B-The ducks have a shot?
H-Sure!
I looked around the place.
H-Everyone but the last two teams are in, remember?
We went over to standings. It's a chart of teams.
H-Panthers got measles and they forfeited the season. So, you beat Huskies and you'll make it to play-offs.
I looked at my dad who shook his head
B-Well, we might have to play the Hawks.
M-So?
I shrugged. Yet, we might beat them, they are a tuff team though.
And my dad said what i was thinking
B- So, they are a tuff team. Nothing has changed since i played.
H-Actually one little thing had changed. You wouldn't even be a Hawk now. They redrew the district lines last year. The lake is not the boundary anymore.
Me and my dad looked at in closely going closer to the board.
M-So we'd be ducks?
I just needed to make sure i was correct.
H-Yep.
M and B -We'd be ducks..
We smiled.

NEXT DAY BRO
We went to go get Adam Banks.
The new team mate.
We walked over to the coach's.
"Excuse me. Coach Reilly?" the man said as we walked closer to them
"Yeah?" the coach said turning to face us.
"I'm afraid there's a bit of a problem"
"What's that!?" Coach Reilly asked
"One of your players are ineligible"
"Banks! Over here!" Coach called for him.
I saw him come over and he took his helmet off.
"This has to be a joke, right??" Coach asked
"This is not a joke." my dad told him
"Is there a problem?" I think it's.. Banks dad asked coach.
"No, just a mistake, Mr.Banks."
"Are you this boys father?" the man asked "450 North Hennipen Ave? Is that your address?"
"Yes, sir"
"I'm afraid there's no mistake then. This boy is palying for the wrong team."
"What?!" Banks. Well Adam said
"According to league rules Adam Banks should be playing for district 5." he said rising his tone when he said 5.
"My son is a Hawk not a Duck." Mr.Banks said shaking his head "Is this your doing, Gordon?" Coach asked "I'll expect to see him at our next game"
"We'll have a uniform waitin' for ya." i say calmly. "No way!" he says "My son would rather not play than play for your team" i looked down. This is so difficult.
Adam looked at his dad in disbelief. Adam does want to play, just not for our team..
"Fine." i say "If that's the way ya want it. But remember, if Adam plays for the Hawks, you'll forfeit every game for the rest of the season" my dad told the Coach and Mr.Banks.
"And boy, we'd hate to see that" i said with a smile.
We then walked away leaving everyone else in shock.
While we were waking away someone was calling my dads name. And.. my name?
"Hey, Bombay!! You stop when i'm talking to ya , son!" it was coach reilly..?
We stopped and turned around.
"Now what's the idea here? You tryin to sabotage me or what?" he asked in a angry tone looking into my dads eyes.
"The laws a bitch when it works against you, isn't it, Jack?" i asked. I am not afraid of him. Yes, i'm young but i'm not afraid of much sometimes. "I-"
"You got a whole team of Banks man. One kid won't make a difference." my dad spat at him,
"Even with Banks, what do you think you're gonna prove? You and that bunch of losers??"
"That's right, coach. They are losers" my dad says "What.." i say quietly. Was he serious?! Kidding?? Sarcastic?
"We hate losers, don't we? They don't deserve to live"
"Dad.." i looked at him. "What the fuck.." i say
"Maybe your right, Coach. Maybe Banks won't make a difference.. But at least we're playing by the rules."
"Why'd you turn against me, Gordon? For 6 years.. I taught ya how to skate, score, how to go for the "W". You could've been one of the greats! And now look at yourself You're not even a has been. You're a never was.."
I was in shock about what he told my dad. I was so pissed off. I could see my dad.. he was upset. I looked at Reilly and slapped him
"Don't talk about my dad like that you bitch!" he stumbled back holding the side of his cheek where i slapped him.
"Ow! What the fuck dude! Control your child!"
"Nope, i gave her permission" my dad and i smirked and walked away leaving him in shock a bit..

TBCCC