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"ONE, TWO, THREE! BOOM!" Coach Bombay yelled, as Karp tried to jump on his skates. He fell right on his stomach, as expected.
The team laughed and looked around at each other.
"What are you laughing at, cream cheese boy? Let's go!" Coach Bombay collected everyone and put them into pairs. Charlie and Y/n were paired up, like they usually were in practices.
"If we're gonna cheat, we gotta make those falls look real," The coach amplified his voice out to the team. Connie hit Guy with her hockey stick, making him fall. "Keep it up! Whoa! Score one for the spirit."
"Go at him! Go at him!" The coach walked over to Karp and Averman head to head, trying to trip each other. "Come on, get angry! Oh!" Karp successfully tripped Averman.
"Come on, make it look real. Act hurt!" Coach lowly shouted at the boy. Averman flipped over and groaned.
"I am hurt," the boy groaned again, but Coach Bombay just walked over to the other pairs.
Y/n and Charlie were laughing, trying their best to knock each other down with their own hands.
"Hey! Guys!" Coach yelled at them. Charlie quickly pushed Y/n down, noticing her looking the other way. "We use hockey sticks, not hands!"
Y/n rolled her eyes at the coaches words. "By the way, Charlie. You only won because I was distracted," she teased.
Charlie helped her up, shrugging his shoulders, "Maybe I'm just stronger than you.
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"Good, good. Now say it again!" Coach Bombay yelled at the team.
"Take the fall! Act hurt! Get indignant!" they all shouted, as the coach walked past them. There were two lines, that happen to be facing each other.
"One more time!"
"Take the fall! Act hurt! Get indignant!" they all yelled again. Y/n noticed that Charlie was only mumbling it, looking unsure.
"Good! You guys are ready."
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Right as a player from the Jets scored, Goldberg made himself fall. He started flailing around like a maniac until the ref skated over.
"Give me a break, ref! Open your eyes! Did you see what he did to me?" Goldberg fake complained as the ref just stared at him.
"Goldberg!" Coach Bombay shouted as Goldberg skated back to the bench.
"What?" Goldberg replied, taking off his helmet.
"You don't take the fall while they're shooting at you," Coach said tiredly, upset with Goldberg's performance.
