October Intervention
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During the first intermission, the telecast crew reviewed the scoring plays of both teams and highlighted Brad’s three-goal effort. Jim noted that with two periods remaining, it could be a typically wild scoring Junior A hockey game where the last shot wins. The shots on goal were seventeen to fifteen in favour of Kingston.
“What do you make of Brad Hayward’s appearance in his first game?” Mark asked Jim.
“Hayward has the advantage because no other teams have played against him to know his style. But I think tonight’s game will make the other OHL teams pay attention to him quite fast.”
The coaches of each team were analyzing the weaknesses of their teams that led to the goals against them. The trainer told Coach Stanton that Mark Adams might have suffered a cracked or broken toe and should sit out the remainder of the game and have his foot x-rayed.
“Coach, I’m not going to the hospital until the game is over!” Mark implored. The trainer said he could wait until the game was over for his visit to the hospital. Mark was instructed to shower, change, and sit with the other players in the stands. Coach Stanton would have to do line juggling to replace the injured player.
Dan and the family were thrilled with Brad’s three goals in the first period and were congratulated by the nearby fans. Men in the area took the opportunity to strike up conversations with Cathy, Diane, Brenda, or Abby. The girls didn’t miss out on the opportunity to have their sexy bodies viewed by hungry eyes.
The intermission contests were complete, and the ice was then cleaned for the second period. The rock music playing was interrupted by the Public Address announcer for the Falcons.
“Loyal fans of your Bellville Falcons, the Canadian Hockey League has confirmed that our very own Brad Hayward had set a new CHL record as the first rookie to score his first goal in his first game on a penalty shot!” The crowd erupted with appreciative cheers and applause.
“Also, Brad is the first rookie to ever score a hat-trick in the first period of his first game!” That announcement was rewarded with more thunderous applause.
The second period began, and Kingston came out playing hard, scoring two quick goals, with Peter assisting on the second one. The Frontenacs were building momentum against the weaker Falcons team. If a goal hadn’t been disallowed by the ref and confirmed as a no-goal by video review, the score would have become 6 to 3.
Coach Stanton, wanting to shake up the play of the team, changed goalies. “Jason, you’re not playing a bad game, your teammates are,” he reasoned, patting the shoulder of his seasoned goalie.
“Come you guys, we’re letting Jason down! Let’s not do the same to Sam!” Brad tried to inspire his teammates.
During the telecast of the game, the cameras seemed to give more attention to Brad, whether he was on the ice or sitting on the bench between shifts.
Brad’s next time on the ice, he was paired with Derek Lambert at the center and Randy King on the left-wing. Their first rush down the ice, a nice three-way passing play, put the puck on Brad’s stick. He let go a point-blank wrister labelled for the top right corner. Manning quickly snagged the puck in his glove, holding it high like a trophy for a face-off.
“Nice try kid but three is all you’re getting passed me!” He tauntingly muttered from behind his mask, then batted the puck towards Brad’s skates.
“You shouldn’t predict that unless you can back it up with action!” Brad replied with the pointed finger of his glove.
“Hayward is definitely having fun tonight. You notice the mannerisms of Manning telling Hayward, you aren’t getting anymore past me,” Jim mentioned.
“There’s certainly a quite a lot of gamesmanship going on between the two combatants,” Mark agreed.
On the ensuing face-off, Derek shuffled the puck to Brad. He fought hard against the other team’s winger and slipped the puck to Randy, who was slightly open to his left. Randy shot, and it deflected off the Kingston player’s skate and into the net.
“King scores for Belleville cutting the lead to one!” Mark shouted. “The second period is barely minutes old and we’ve had another three goals. You have to give the Falcons credit, they aren’t giving up against the stronger Frontenacs team.”
The fans cheered the much-needed goal. The players skated past their bench for the customary glove taps. The score was now Kingston 5 to 4.
The play began once more with the ref dropping the puck. “Falcons goal scored by number 18, Randy King, his third of the season. Assists to number 27, Brad Hayward and number 12, Derek Lambert, time of the goal, 4:42!”
“Wow, that’s another point for Brad!” Abby remarked.
The game evolved into an epic battle as both teams traded shots on the net with end-to-end rushes. The crowd cheered every time a Falcon player delivered a thunderous bodycheck to the opposing player. Kingston was pressuring the Falcons, and Sam’s attempt to ease the pressure by shooting the puck high off the glass failed and went into the stands.
Sam was called for a delay of game penalty, and the rules stated a player on the ice had to serve the penalty for the goalie. Before Coach Stanton could decide who to send to the penalty box, Brad skated to the open door.
“I figure I’ll be in here enough times during the season, I may as well introduce myself, I’m Brad,” he joked to the off-ice officials, offering a handshake.
Brad sat, taking a drink of water, removing his helmet, wiping the sweat from his brow, then cleaning his protective visor. “Come on guys dig, dig!” He coached from the penalty box.
Kingston passed the puck from defenseman to winger and back, trying to free the extra man. Belleville kept most of the play to the outside as the clock ticked down the seconds remaining in the penalty.
“Oh, what a miraculous save made by Phillips, his best of the night!” Mark shouted as Sam’s goalie pad prevented a sure goal. Spurred on by Sam’s stellar play, the Falcons fought harder. Both teams had changed forty seconds prior on the fly, and the penalty was now into its last seconds.
Another line change was taking place as Sam noticed the clock tick from three to two seconds left in the penalty. Brad was ready for the penalty box door to spring open and free him. One second remaining, and Sam stopped the puck behind his net and passed it quickly to Scott, who immediately hit a wide-open Brad with a perfect pass.
Caught on a bad line change, several of the Kingston players tried to intercept Brad before he could reach the net. Anticipating a hard check, he deaked right, missing the charge from their player. His right skate dug in hard, turning his angle left towards the goalie. A second player attempted to slash his stick, Brad using his leg to shield the blow. His stick flexed and rebounded as he let go of a hard wrist shot.
Manning had been following the puck, and closing in so near to the net covered his glove side. As his momentum pushed him left, Brad’s shot cleared his right pad by mere inches into the net. Brad continued left, seeing the puck enter the net and the ref, pointing to confirm the goal. The fans erupted with resounding cheers to the fine effort of the team to kill a penalty, then immediately score an important goal.
Brad raised his arms in celebration, skating to his teammates and congratulating them. He looked briefly at Manning but didn’t make any mocking gestures.
Once again, Mark’s loud voice revealed his excitement. “Hayward scores on a great feed from defenseman Scott Warren and goaltender Sam Phillips, catching Kingston on a poorly timed line change, making the game tied again at 5!”
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Here I was all alone for the weekend. My parents were out of town for a business trip. I had the whole house to myself. I picked up some porno and was going to spend much of the weekend just satisfying myself. Friday after school when I got home I popped in some porno as I undressed in the living room. My cock already starting to rise to the occasion. I gave it a few strokes. I settled onto the couch and proceeded to watch the action on the Big Screen as I stroked my cock. After a few minutes....
Chapter Four: Sinning with a Woman By mypenname3000 Copyright 2016 “You take care of your father,” Mother said as she stood in the foyer of our house, the summer heat spilling in through the open, front door. “Of course I will,” I said, trying to keep the naughty smile off my lips. I would take care of him so well. A weekend without Mother. She was about to leave on her annual women's retreat. It was every July. I have been waiting for this weekend. Tomorrow night, Daddy promised me...
The Emirate of Kobekistan is one of those wonderful places where a visitor feels that they have stepped back into a more leisurely, more dignified era of history, but without sacrificing any of the more useful gadgets of modern civilisation. Air-conditioning protects the inhabitants from the rigours of a sub-tropical climate. Motor cars whisk them from one building to another. Desalination provides ample water. The most modern medical advances are practised in the hospitals. Television shows...
Fifteen days later... Time: March 30, 8240 10:32 PM The congregational unions of Qataban sang me a spontaneous farewell hymn this evening, at the end of the cathedral Prayer service. It was an ancient folk melody and an extremely touching gesture. I had to fight to hold back my tears. So many changes are about to happen. I'm flying with my family tomorrow to the Caribbean island township of Dalma, and I can't wait to show my wives the incredible beauty there. And at midnight tonight, we...