Peaceful Chaos | Dean Portman

5.

The next day we had our first game bright and early against Trinidad. They weren't the greatest but they did put up a fight

We were up 6-0 and I had the puck, I passed back to Adam between my legs who then passed to Connie quickly. She skated quickly, shooting towards the right top corner of the net and making it!

"YEAH CONNIEE" I yelled skating up to her a hugging her, the rest of the team joining around us

"One more goal for Connie and she's got a hatty" Adam smiled

"Wouldn't that be something" She smiled "Now let's go!"

Dean and Fulton were let loose and completely destroying these poor Trinidad players. But all is well since Fulton scored for us.. 8-0 now

A Trinidad player flew up the ice, dodging Fulton and heading straight for Goldberg 1 on 1. He made a goal and their team broke out in cheers and dancing

"Dance with me Les" I smiled grabbing his arm

He laughed dancing along.. it was hard not to. These people had the brightest spirits (and jerseys) I've ever seen. Their energy was like a contagious laugh

There was a line switch and I was back on the bench, Connie on the ice faked out some players and passed to Ken who ducked under a Trinidad player and scored

"WOOHOO!" I yelled standing up and jumping up and down in celebration with the person closest to me

"YEAH!!" They said wrapping an arm around me. It was a strong arm. Very strong and muscular, but gentle

I looked at who's arm it was and the one and only Dean Portman cheering next to me happily. He looked down making eye contact with me before we both quickly let go of each other awkwardly clearing our throats and looking anywhere but at each other

I looked over at Julie who had her brows raised at the situation that just happened. I shook my head letting her know to forget what she just saw

We won the game 9-2 in the end, making the papers and now doing an interview. We all wore our team USA gear (that I personally think is ugly) as reporters asked us questions

"Team USA, how does it feel competing on the international level here in Los Angeles?"

"Great!" "We love it!" "It feels good!" Was heard across the team

A brunette lady in pink stood up "Coach Bombay, the Vikings from Iceland are the heavy favorite. Their coach has already guaranteed victory. How are you gonna handle them?"

"Uhm hard work. I think our team is ready to go up against the best in the world. We're not worried about them. Iceland may be tough but uh we're team USA and we're going all the way!"

"Team USA's going down." A tough looking man in a black suit said. He was surrounded by large, I mean LARGE players

"Uh when he said we're not worried, who is we?" I asked with raised brows "Because I am certainly worried"

"Yeah me too." Les said with wide eyes

"They don't call him the dentist for nothing" Charlie said

"He's a dentist?" Ken asked confused

"That was his nickname. He played one year pro and collected more teeth than goals. He even punched out his own coach"

"I heard they ran him outta the league and the country" Julie added

"I'm sure his players aren't much different than him then" I said

"Don't scare me even more" Ken said turning to me