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“Son of a bitch!” I clo

Darren tosses his gloves on the bench “Do you even realize what you did out there ? What would possess you to say so like that to the damn media?”

Butterson storonna rip your head off and shit down your throat!”

“I’d like to see you try” I pull , happy to unleash so my body

“Don’t be an idiot, Waters” Darren shoves me back

I’ clearly In what can only be considered a reflexive action, I throw a punch at Darren It only takes a second for him to lay me out, his knee atand a foot with a sharp skate at the end

“What the fuck is wrong with you guys?” Coach yells, getting in thedisplay in allyears in hockey”

Darren ja off my air supply Then he releases the pressure and stands I roll to the side, gasping for breath It takes a ain composure and pull myself up No one offers to help

“Butterson, what’s gotten into you? Theoddamned captain?”

Coach’s face is redder than I’ve ever seen it before He doesn’t give Buck a chance to answer—it’s tirade tiets into one of his laresones

“You’re supposed to be a tea out our personal shit in front of the fucking world” He gives Butterson andto reaoing to talk about is how the newest teaht only be a headline for a day or two, but you knoho it’s going to stick with? Boston They’re going to knoe have a weak link, and they’ll take advantage of it”

Butterson’s shoulders slump, and he looks at the floor

“So, Waters, what did you do to piss Butterson off?” Coach looks at me expectantly