The Most Fun Game

Andrew Carrick raced up the ice. The 19 year old high school senior out of Michigan's own Harlan High school was one of the top players on his high school team.

Originally drafted by the London Knights of the Ontario Hockey League, Andrew was cut halfway through the year for obnoxious behaviour (ie. Getting drunk, fucking too may girls, fucking too many drunk girls) and was sent back to his high school team, the Harlan Oilers.

He called for a pass, and sophomore Sandy McScuggs sent it over. They were playing their rivals, the Rifton high Steelers, and it was overtime in the fifth game of a best of five finals for the high school cup.

Andrew looked up. A hulking 6'7" defender named Scott Jonathan was in his path to a shot on a Swiss cheese goalie. The defender stopped in his tracks, wiggled his ass to gain speed, and shot himself at Andrew to knock him down and steal the puck. Andrew saw this coming and circumvented the check. He now had a clear path to the goalie. "Shoot!" Yelled Duncan Roloff, his classmate and good friend.

But Andrew wasn't going to just shoot. He was going to make this look damn good.

"Fuck you London." He whispered under his breath as he wound up for the slap shot. He released... or at least pretended to. It fooled the goalie, and Andrew pulled back the puck and fired it top corner. Ping.

Bar-down.

And just like that, the Harlan high Oilers were the high school cup A division champions.

Andrew threw his gloves in the air and yanked his helmet off. He jumped in the air and cried "boo yeah!!" Nothing could control him.

He jumped on Duncan and then Sandy jumped on top. The crowd was loud. A home game, the fans were enthusiastic. In michigan, High school hockey was quite the craze. With its free games, any crazy person who lived on the streets came, except in the playoffs. 6 dollars per ticket, unless you were a student.

His best friend, Luke Bloodoff, who was much more of Duncan's best friend, hobbled onto the ice. He was much too good to play on the high school team, and had broken his leg playing with the Erie Otters of the Ontario Hockey League. (OHL)

He was followed by his loyal girlfriend, Taylor Rogers, who Andrew so badly wanted to fuck. Both virgins, Luke and Taylor were often mistaken for being brother and sister on dates. Luke, obviously fit, had sky blue eyes and blonde hair, that he had in 'the flow'. His smile made girl's pussies tremble and his stubble had guys jealous. Taylor, also was a tremendous athlete, winning state honors in almost everything that had to do with running. Her blonde, blonde hair was so blonde, it was almost white. Her blue eyes, D-cup boobs, and as one of the only girls who could rock the t-shirt, jeans combo, the guys were jealous of both of them, including the fact that they were both virgins.

As Andrew was lost in thought, he felt the pile start to become less heavy. People were piling off. The trophy!

The mayor brought in the trophy.

He waited for the crowd to settle down before he spoke."On behalf of the city of Griffelin, I'm proud to present the high school cup to the Harlan high Oilers!"

Everyone cheered again. The Rifton team was long gone. The captain, brown haired Duncan, skated up, shook the mayor's hand, and smiled for the camera. Right when he got it, he h skated over and handed it to Rowland Eagles, the senior goalie. Andrew was so caught up in the moment he barely felt the hand on his shoulder pad.

Author's note:

Anyone can add chapters to this story, just please do it on if he gets asked out by Maia. For now, I'm concentrating on his path with Maeve.