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My teammates immediately burst into laughter. Damnit. I was really hoping he wouldn’t find out about my mishap at the school reading. My shoulders tensed up as I looked at Coach’s stern, weathered face. He was still pointing to the hall. “Wait… really?” I stammered out.
“Well, what did you just say to your good friend here?” Coach gestured to his ear.
“Uh…” I cut my eyes to everyone else’s. We always cursed in here. Hell, Coach was the biggest offender.
“Fuck off, dickhead?” I asked more than said.
Coach spat on the ground and shook his head. “That’s it,” he said, sticking his hands in his hockey sweatpants. “We need to address this. We need a swear jar in here.”
Everyone roared in protest.
“Choose a charity! We’re doin’ it!”
“Fucking Jettersen’s fault!” Whitty yelled out. “Couldn’t just shut his trap in front of the kiddies.”
Great,I thought bitterly,like I’m theonlyone who swears in here.
Coach unscrewed an empty water bottle. “Whitty! Twenty to the jar!”
“Wait, seriously?” Duke asked with wide eyes.
“You think I’m joking, Callahan?!” he roared.
“N… no,” Duke responded, looking a bit shaky.
“No?!” Coach boomed, his face turning red.
“No, sir!” Duke yelled back.
Whitty dug in his bag to find his wallet before forking over the twenty to Coach.
“And Jettersen, you too for the fucking dickhead comment.”
“But you just-”
He cut me off with a scary look.
I plucked a twenty out of my wallet and stuffed it in the water bottle.
“Now that that’s settled, get dressed. It’s gonna be a rough one boys.”
“But we won the last game!” Duke protested.
“Barely,” Coach ground out. “Let’s go.” He twirled his hand in hurry-it-up motion
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Coach wasn’t kidding when he said it was going to be a rough one. Not only did he have us running drills up and down the ice non-stop, but then he had Ellie, the power skate instructor, come out onto the ice after our practice was technically over.
And let me tell ya, every time Ellie gracefully skated out in her figure skates wearing a Crewmen hockey warm-up suit with her long auburn hair fluttering behind her, we all let out a collective groan.
“Why the long faces, boys?!” Ellie sang out, fucking loving that we were scared of her.
“Babe, we’re already dead,” TJ Vonnie, her fiancé, said. “You gotta go easy on us.”
She stuck her hands on her hips and pursed her lips. “Well, you all can thank your teammate TJ for making today even harder.”
Duke looked like he was actually going to cry.
