"MEETINGS IN 10." Someone from the locker room shouts so we stop playing keepy ups, I grab my ball, then all of us head to the locker room.
When we get to the locker room I put my football up then Waffles and I follow Ezra to the Defensive meeting room for our meeting on what to do against our opponent tonight, the Boston Bruins.
After our 20 minute meeting, we head back to the locker room to get ready then I grab the stuff I wear under my pads and jersey then Waffles and I head into the bathroom and head into one of the stalls.
Once in the stall I take off my shorts and boxers, put on my compression shorts that have a cup in them, and I put on my sports bra then I put on my black Army long sleeve shirt that I wear under neath my pads every game.
After I'm dressed in my underwear I gather my stuff and head back to my locker.
When I get to my locker, I put the stuff I changed out of in my locker then I put on my normal socks, my shinguards, and my hockey socks.
Once my legs are dressed, I secure my hockey socks to my compression shorts with the velcro tabs then I put on my pants and my skates.
After my lower body is dressed, I tape up my knees and ankles so that my shinguards don't move around then I put on my shoulder pads and my elbow pads.
Once I have my upper body pads on I look at the jersey we're wearing tonight.
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"Tonight's gonna fucking suck." I mumble then I put on my jersey and secure it to my pants with the tie down strap.
Tonight's our teams' military appreciation night.
After I secure my jersey, I put on my helmet, put on my gloves, and grab one of my sticks then I head outside to the hallway and wait for everyone to be finished getting dressed.
Once everyone is in the hallway, Waffles and I lead everyone to the ice.
When we get to the bench, Waffles hops up onto the bench and sits then I scratch her head.
"Good girl." I say with a smile making Waffles smile then I head out onto the ice and skate around our half of the ice.
As I skate around I see all of my teammates scratch Waffles' head before they step onto the ice which makes me smile.
Once everyone's on the ice I stop at the bench and do some stretches while talking with my doggy.
When our warmup time ends, Waffles and I head back to the locker room with my teammates.
Once in the locker room I sit down in my locker then I relax and listen to Coach Nash's last minute talk.
After Coach Nash finishes his talk, I put my dark brown curly hair up into a low bun then I put on my helmet, put in my black and gold mouth, and my gloves.
Once I'm ready to play, Waffles and I head out to the hallway and wait with my teammates for us to be introduced.
While we're waiting I feel all my teammates looking at me.
"Quit worrying about me and focus on the game." I say.
"LADIES AND GENTLEMEN." The Stadium PA announcer dude says. "PLEASE WELCOME YOUR NEW YORK RANGERS."
After we are announced the crowd cheer then we head out onto the ice.
Once on the ice I skate around my half once then I head to the boards by our bench and scratch my dogs head.
After I scratch Waffles' head, I skate away from the boards, look up at the box where my friends and family are sitting, then I wave at them.
My friends and family wave back then I skate over to my spot on the blue line and stand while the anthem is sung.
During the anthem I get a bit emotional thinking about my friends that were killed.
When the anthem finishes I dry my eyes as Kendrick and I skate back to Ezra and do our handshake then Kendrick and I skate to our spots for the face off while Ezra stays in his crease.
"Alright people." I mumble as I stop on my spot for the face off. "Let's get this show on the road."
A couple seconds later the puck drops, Auston wins the face off, then the puck comes straight to me as I skate back a bit.
Once I have the puck I look up and see my best option is to pass to Kendrick so I pass to him then skate forward.
After 60 seconds on the ice, my shift ends so I quickly skate off the ice when the puck is down by the Bruins goal.
"I hate Boston." I mumble as I sit down next to Kendrick.
Kendrick chuckles as he pats my head then we wait for our next shift.
Over the next ten minutes of game time, I have a few more shifts and they all go very well, but annoyingly we don't score.
"Blue D you're up next." Our defensive coach says as I watch the game from the bench.
"Yay." I mumble as I see our teammates coming over to change so I stand up then get on the ice when I can.
Once I'm on the ice I see the puck sliding around the boards after the Bruins dumped it in so they could change so I skate towards the puck, grab it, then look up ice.
I see Mitch is open so I pass it up to him then I skate up ice.
Once Mitch has the puck he skates towards goal, but he gets hip checked and loses the puck so I start skating backwards as the Bruins come forward with the puck.
As one of the Bruins skates towards me I get blindsided from behind which causes me to fall to the ice then I feel someone check me in the back, on my neck, and my head.
"MARCHAND WHAT THE FUCK." I hear Ezra shout as the cunt who cheapshotted me skates away.
Once nobodies on top of me I stand up which causes my helmet to come off then I sprint up ice and lock on to the dude who hit me.
When the prick who hit me, Brad Marchand, gets to the blue line he receives the puck then he turns up ice.
The moment Marchand turns and faces towards me, I slam into his small self which sends him flying to the ice which earns a big roar.
After I hit the small dude I notice the puck laying next to him so I quickly grab it with my stick blade, look up at goal and see an opening, then I slap shot the puck towards goal.
A second later the puck hits the back of the net then the goal horn sounds.
"YEAHHHHHH." I shout in Marchand's face then I get pulled away by my teammates.
Once I get pulled away I hug my teammates for a few seconds then we break our group hug, skate back to the bench, fist bump everyone, and pat Waffles on the head.
After I pat Waffles on the head, I skate towards the refs.
"How the fuck was that not penalty on Marchand?" I question. "I didn't have the puck and he hit me from behind?"
"You scored so it cancels out the penalty." The head ref says.
"The Bruins had the fucking puck before I got it." I say. "You're supposed to blow the whistle when the offending team has the puck."
"Let me do it." Auston Matthews says.
"Fucking joke of a call." I say as I look at the refs. "That was a fucking joke."
