These Capitals were really getting under my skin. There was still five minutes left in the first and I had been hit at least fifteen times.
In my opinion, some of them were illegal but of course, no call. The refs that we had this game were different from the last and none of them liked me.
I wasn't the only one sick of the refs, both Sid and Geno had a go at them. Downie and Adams, of course, took it out on the players who targetted me.
One good thing was that me and Olli were meshing well together. Even though the score was 0-0, we had 10 shots on goal combined. It was only a matter of time before we got one behind their goalie.
"Downs, leave it." I grabbed his arm and yanked him away from Niskanen who poked him with the end of his stick.
"Yeah, listen to the bitch." Niskanen laughed.
"What did you just call me?" I let go of Downie and moved towards him. "Want to say that again?" Dropping my stick, I pushed hard against his chest.
"You are the bitch of the team aren't you?" He shouted as the refs pulled us apart. I was getting really sick of them not letting me fight.
"Watch your back!" I yelled at him as I was pushed to the bench by Sutter.
"Calm down Cub. He's got six inches on you."
"I could take him Suttsy. If they'd let me!"
He laughed and pushed me till I was sitting down on the bench. I knew all of them had faith in me but they were still hesitant about me fighting.
I needed to show them, and probably the rest of the hockey world, that I could do it.
****
The second period started exactly the same way the first did. It seemed like all the Caps were way to focused on good hits and not good plays.
There was at least four times that I had two of them on me instead of one; I needed to take advantage of it.
"Olli, Suttsy, I have an idea." We were skating out to the faceoff circle and I decided to act on my plan. We needed a goal. "When we're in position, let me be at the top. Get the puck to me no matter what. Just trust me."
They both nodded their heads and Sutter went into the face off. He won, passing it back to Olli. It took a few tries but we got into their zone and into position.
Like I thought, two of the Caps were on me and none on Olli. The second Kuni hit the puck to Sutter, I banged my stick on the ice.
Sutter passed it to me and both Caps came at me. I easily juggled it through their skates and passed it to Olli who one timed it towards the net. The puck flew passed their goalie and into the back of the net.
"Yes Olli!" I laughed, tackling him. "Good job!"
"Hey, it was all you love." He smiled and tapped my helmet before heading to the bench.
We skated down the line, hitting gloves with everyone as they cheered. Hopefully this goal will help us get to where we need to be.
****
Third period, five minutes left on the clock, 2-1 Penguins.
The game got more and more heated every minute that passed. Downie and Orpik had fought and then were kicked out of the game. There had been a few scrums that broke out because they were all over Flower in the net.
Niskanen finally came out onto the ice at the same time that I was. With a smile, I made Olli switch sides with me so we were next to each other.
"So what's it going to be?" As we crouched down, I bumped me shoulder against his.
I could see everyone on the bench eyeing what I was doing and I knew they were trying to tell me not to do it. I was going to do this, I just hoped I didn't regret it.
"Let's go." He smirked and started tapping his stick on the ice.
The second the puck was dropped, down went our gloves and sticks. The place went silent as the refs decided what to do.
Niskanen and I circled each other, waiting for the right opportunity to pounce. When I saw the right time, I reached out, grabbed ahold of his jersey and started pounding him with my other fist.
He was stunned for a second but after a few punches, he was coming at me full force. We were both throwing punches left and right, most of his hit my helmet. One punch hit me right where the puck had hit me a few games back; it instantly burst with pain.
After a few more punches, the fatigue hit us and we started slowing down, allowing the refs to break us up fully. The cheering that sounded through the arena was louder than ever. I got hit in the back and helmet as I skated off the ice.
Even though my face hurt, I was happier than ever. I was able to show everyone that I could handle myself even if the person is more skilled than I am.
****
"You guys take longer than any girl I know." I sighed, ploping down in my stall.
I had been ready for 10 minutes and half the guys were barley taking off their skates.
"Do you even know any girls Cub?" Duper questioned with a smirk. I did a fake laugh and threw Olli's glove at him since mine were already burried in my bag.
"Hey!" Olli shouted with a laugh. "My glove did nothing to you." He got up and stomped over to Duper, ripping the glove out of his hand.
"Don't act like you wouldn't still be changing had you not been kicked out of the game."
I bit my lip and glanced at Sid who had his eyebrows raised. I smiled at him innocently. "He started it?"
"He actually did. He called her a bitch in the first period." Downie mentioned, sticking up for me.
"Then he deserved it. Let's just be happy you held your own or things would not have ended nicely."
My cheek, where a new bruise was already forming over the scar, throbbed. It was the only injury I got from the fight and I had no idea if I got Niskanen good or not.
"I don't even remember it. How did he look after?" I asked no one in particular.
"He had a bloody nose." Olli said casually.
"Seriously? Dang." A smile grew on my face and I started laughing. "I didn't think I even connected with his face."
My phone started vibrating in my pocket and I pulled it out to see my dad calling me. Oh great. Picking up my bag, I told them I'd meet them on the bus and quickly left the room.
"Hey dad." I bit my lip and waited for him to reply as I walked down the hall.
"What were you thinking Kolby? That fight looked bad! Are you okay?" He sounded frantic and out of breath.
With a groan, I pushed open the back door and shivered as the cold stabbed at me like needles.
"Dad, I'm fine. I got him worse than he got me."
"Kolby." It took me a minute to realize that this voice didn't come from over the phone, rather it came from a person behind me.
Turning around, my eyes widened and my jaw dropped.
"Dad, I need to call you back." He kept talking as I slowly pulled the phone away from my face and hung up. "What are you doing here?"
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