TMD:We Are The Champions

Chapter 7

"Alright you guys ready for warm-ups?' I turned to see Coach walking in, looking very odd. I guess I wasn't alone on that thought as we all voice our opinion on what coach was wearing.

"Nice Jacket did you get two pairs of pants with that?" Averman asked as we all cracked up, but it was true what was up with his wardrobe. His hair was slicked back and he was in a jacket and dress pants and everything un coach like, it was scary. I turned away and got ready for the game as Portman and Fulton walked over to Coach and talked to him.

"Ready for tonight?" I asked giving a sideways glance towards Adam who was standing next to me tying up his laces. He only shrugged and continued tying his laces up.

"Well good luck." I replied as I grabbed my stick and made my way to the door to the ice to warm up. I felt someone grab my arm and turn me around; I was surprised to see that it was Adam. He gave me his small smile and said.

"Yeah and good luck Su." I smiled back and headed out to the ice. As I walked in the hallway I heard footsteps come up behind me and I saw Julie and Connie walking on my sides. They were both smiling coyly and I took that for a bad sign.

"What?' I asked as we skated onto the ice, getting some cheers from fans that were near us.

"What was that with Adam?" Julie asked as we skated around. I sighed frustrated and replied.

"Nothing, we are and forever will be just friends, so would you two drop it." I asked and they both nodded and Connie put a friendly arm around my shoulder.

"Don't worry Su Guy and I were just friends once." I laughed as we stopped a couple feet away from Goldberg and Averman who were talking loudly.

"Live from Los Angeles welcome to the Junior Goodwill Games. Tonight's match up, Team USA faces off against Team Iceland." Averman said and Goldberg muttered.

"Cakewalk."

"We have with us Greg Goldberg goaltender for Team USA. Greg what's it going to take to beat those feisty Icelanders?" I watched in mild interest as Goldberg said.

"I think it'll take a supreme individual effort by me, Greg Goldberg." I rolled my eyes and laughed as Connie called out.

"You wish Goldberg." Just then a ref skated behind the net where Averman and Goldberg were talking and said.

"Let's play hockey gentlemen." They nodded and Averman turned to us three and put his hand under his neck and moved it side by side saying.

"Cut it." We laughed as we skated over to our bench were Coach gave us some last minute advice and some words of wisdom, which were win, odd.

Jesse skated to the middle with me on his left as he got ready to take the face off against Gunnar Stahl, the ref blew the whistle and Gunnar and Jesse went at each other with Gunnar pushing Jesse away. Portman came up and knocked Gunnar down. The ref whistled and came over and started talking to Portman who accidentally, at least from my angle knocked the ref down getting him kicked out of the game. I watched on as Coach yelled.

"You're throwing him out of the game? You can't do that! It's three seconds into the game!" Portman grumbled as he got escorted off of the ice and back down to our locker room.

"Great way to start a game." I muttered to Jesse who only nodded. We went off again and Gunnar got the puck and whizzed down to Goldberg and shot it in, and it went it with the buzzer going off. The game was hard as I just got knocked down to the ice, the goon that did it only laughed as he skated on. I looked around to see most of the Ducks lying on the ice in pain, or getting thrown to the ice.