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A blur of black comes to a halt as Waters’ stick sraceful and aggressive and barrels toward Atlanta’s goalie, dancing with the puck as he goes He pulls back his stick and slaps the puck across the ice like it’s a rubber oalie and ricochets off the net

Waters has been on the ice for all of fifteen seconds

The hockey hookers behindbanshee heads off The rest of the crowd get to their feet and yell with them As do I It see The game is fast paced and the bodies rush by I’hts around Suddenly an arlass in front ofbeer on my coat

At first I’ht Instead, I’ eyes I swear Waters sive my boob a squeeze, for what purpose I’shot, skating after the puck

Buck’s team crush Atlanta 6-1 I clap and cheer, my enthusiasm authentic I attribute it partially to the amount of beer I’ve consumed Once the players leave the ice, we file out of the arena Crowds make me nervous, so I want to wait until most of the people have cleared the stadium, but Sidney is anxious to find Buck

“Co me from the masses

Myme between them “Did you have fun?”

“It was okay,” I say as Sidney h the crowd

“Just okay? You were cheering with the rest of theives my shoulder a squeeze

“I think she liked the fight!” my mom yells above the noise

“It wasn’t just the fight,” I reply

Sidney chuckles “We’re finally turning you into a hockey fan” As a scout and coach for one of the best hly respected in the hockey coes and soames