07 | first point ever

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"what the hell are they doing?" liv heard some cardinal boy ask another. peter threw the football at her, "every time you get the puck, you're the quarterback. make eye contact with the receiver, talk to him, let him knows it's comin'! come on, guys! this isn't a library, talk to each other!" coach bombay instructed. "what a weird ass team." the same boy laughed and the other nodded.

olivia let out a huff, tossing the ball to tommy. coach bombay went over to fulton, who was in the box, "you ready?" he asked. "i think so." fulton nodded.

coach bombay then dumped a bag of pucks out onto the ice and told his teach to get to the benches.

"okay, fulton. shoot your heart out." coach bombay smiled at him. he nodded, and started punting pucks into the goal, fast as lighting. "my god!" guy exclaimed. liv's head turned to the cardinal team, who stopped training to watch in awe.

some pucks bounced off the walls, the post, and other places, but 9.9/10 made it into the goal. one puck even went directly towards a window, and it shattered on the ice. liv gasped, along with everyone else. "one out of five." coach bombay muttered.

"alright. let's forget the past. we lost a a few games, tough! but that was district five. this, this is the ducks. and we're gonna win this thing!" coach bombay encouraged his team. "yeah!" the kids shouted in response.

"quack...quack...quack.." bombay started to chant. "quack, quack, quack, quack, quack! quack! quack! quack! quack! quack!" the ducks joined in, putting their hands in the middle.

"quack! quack! quack! quack! quack! go....ducks!" they chanted, flying their hands into the air before cheering and skating out on the ice. "let's go, ducks!" their coach cheered. liv passed the puck to terry, terry passed it to guy, guy passed it to jesse, and jesse shot for the goal.

the crowd bolted up, cheering and popcorn flying from mr.hall's bucket. the ducks tackled jesse into a huge hug, "YES!! THE OREO LINE!!" jesse hall shouted, so loud that it could be heard from wisconsin.

most of the cardinals team was skating towards karp, "defense, karp! defense!" bombay reminded.

all the sudden, boom! right in the head. the boy fell to the ice, liv and fulton skating over to him. they put his arms around each of their shoulders, since karp obviously couldn't skate on his own. the other ducks and coach bombay skate out to conway, reed, and karp, along with the ref, looking at the boy who was cross-eyed. guy took karp's helmet off, "i don't wanna go to school today, mom..." the injured boy mumbled.

"karp, how many fingers am i holding up?" coach bombay asked, holding up four fingers. "he wouldn't know that anyway!" peter teased. "shut up, peter." coach bombay demanded.

"look at this!" guy whispered, handing karp's helmet to the coach. it had a huge dent in it. "the karp-ster! using his head to stop the puck! mr. karp-a-lanee!" averman joked.

"let's get you off the ice. come on." coach bombay instructed liv and fulton. they carried the injured kid to the benches, the crowd clapping. they laid him on the bench, where he closed his eyes and fell asleep. or passed out. one or the other.

"alright, ducks. we've still got a chance here. connie, terry, jesse, guy, time for the secret weapon." coach bombay told before walking to fulton. "alright, fulton. just like we talked about." coach bombay reminded him in a whisper, fulton nodding nervously before putting his helmet on. liv and connie did their handshake before connie and the other players skate into the ice.

the game started, and they're on. "come on..." olivia whisper-mumbled to herself. everyone worked hard to get the puck to fulton, and they succeeded. the cardinals knew what was about to happen just by the look of it.

"that's it.." the girl whisper-mumbled again. the cardinals got scared of fulton, so they all jumped out of the way. but fulton's to far, and that was the plan.

Fulton passed it to connie, who passed it to jesse, then terry, then finally, the closest to the goal, guy. the one boy who was talking crap earlier turned his head around because fulton hadn't scored yet, only to see guy.

"gotcha." guy smirked before hitting the puck with his stick and making the face-off.

liv hopped over the wall, and skated to her team, getting engulfed into a huge group hug, that coach bombay eventually joined in too.

the crowd for the duck's side was going insane, because they've never won. or even tied. they've always lost all of their games that district five played. so, for them, this was a big deal.

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liv walked out front to get the newspaper, and saw the front cover. it was a picture of her team, their group hug the day they tied the cardinals.

" jesse hall and guy germaine score the first scores of the season for the ducks, who used to be district five. gordon bombay, their new coach named them 'the ducks' and i guess that lifted the player's spirits! the game was against the cardinals peewee hockey team and it was a tie, 2-2. "

liv read, not feeling like reading the rest. she smiled at the paper and ran inside, "mom, charlie! guess what! the ducks made the cover!" she exclaimed.

casey and charlie ran to her and looked over her shoulder at the newspaper the girl was holding. "oh my gosh! that's amazing, kids!" casey said while bringing her kids into a hug. "thanks, mom! the team is really coming together." olivia told her.

"yeah, we're starting to get better and coach is doing great by helping us learn better techniques and teaching us how to play better." charlie added.

liv ran upstairs and call connie, telling her to go check her newspaper. the girl and her family had the same reaction the conway's did, and they assumed the whole team had the same reaction as well.

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liv looked at her clock and saw that it was 9:46pm, and she realized how heavy her eyes were. "hey, cons, i'm really tired so i'll see you tomorrow, alright?" olivia said her goodbyes to her best friend.

"alrighty, see ya tomorrow, liv. goodnight, love you." connie replied. "love you more, goodnight" liv finished the conversation and hung up, changing into her pajamas and climbing into bed after turning her lights off. the brunette laid her head on her silk pillow, falling quickly asleep.













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