Mikko Home: A Narrative Fiction

Silence intoxicated the stadium as Patrice Bergeron glided to the face-off dot against Nazem Kadri. Tension was so thick that you could cut it with a knife. Above, the massive scoreboard read 1-1, which was way too close for comfort. The ref then took a brief glance, analyzing the positions of each player, to ensure they were in their correct positions. He blasted the whistle and the game was on. Next, the puck was dropped in a sudden motion, keeping it remaining completely horizontal the whole way down until it was swiped at rapidly by the Men’s sticks. For me, it felt so surreal to be at the Air Canada Center, observing the action with my own very eyes. In front of me, were the very players I’ve dreamed of witnessing all my life. I could

“It didn’t seem right to wake you when you’d barely slept,” he answered with a wicked grin.

The more you moved back, the more Neji came closer. As soon as you reached the end of the cough, hitting the wall, you gulp. Neji suddenly placed his warm hand on your cheeks and caressed.

“Oh my god, Sarah what did you do,” exclaimed Blish as the building went up in flames.

"Now that you mention it, I don't think I slept very much at all," he lied. She didn't need to know his confusion stemmed from being in the wrong body.

Italy paced back in forth in front of Feliks house before finally knocking the door.

“I’m going to go grab the truck. He just lives down the street a mile or two. Do you want to wait inside until I get back or are you ready to go now too?”

I could feel the sweat dripping down my arm, rolling down my fingers, searing my eyes. I was going past the 5th defender, screaming vulgar words at both opposing players and the refs for penalties not called on the other team as I went past them such as a hook by the first and holding by the third, as I remembered my dad, years ago telling me something I will remember for the rest of my life. “Ronan, however good you get at hockey, whether you play pro, rec or college, what separates the good from the great is their dedication to the game and they're drive to succeed and progress.”

We passed all the security guards who all wished us good luck in our game. We finally arrived to our locker room where we all picked out a spot according to our position that we played. Our coach told us that all the defense and goalies should sit together and all the forwards should sit close. The second the team opened up their bags the raunchy stench of body odor filled the room. I set the stereo up and started playing the Rocky song that we would always listen to before every big game. The players were all dressed in our uniforms when the coach told us that he had a surprise for us. He yanked a box form the hallway and pulled out our new jerseys that he ordered for the great accomplishment. This reward reminded everyone of our unbelievable journey to the state game. Coach handed the jerseys out telling us the pride we should feel as we slip the sweater on. We had twenty minutes until the challenge when our coach ordered everyone to be quiet for his pre-game speech. He started out telling us how proud he was to be our coach and whatever happens in the next two hours he commends us. The rest of the speech was the strategy he wanted to use if we encounter any problems. In his final words the horn rang telling both the teams that it was time to take the ice.

“So you were in the woods at say the hours of night under the influence of alcohol stumbling about trying to find your way home.”

I cannot imagine my life without the whoosh of air flooding through the bars of my helmet as I glide across the ice. With each stride, I grow faster, stronger, and smarter. Hockey has occupied a crucial part of my personality for over two-thirds of my existence. I have grown up with my teammates, and we only improve as we continue playing together. A game during this year’s season defines how hockey has inspired me to become a leader. The score was one-to-one halfway through the third period. Hannah, our team’s newest member, flashed a nervous smile towards me as we skated over to our respective positions in our team’s end. I played right defence while she played right wing. We had to trust and support each other. During the faceoff, the centre

You looked down in your arms to see Feli asleep in your arms. You giggled. "He's so cute!~" You slowly sat him on the couch and tiptoed quietly to your room to take a shower.

“Okay let's get in the car,” my dad says walking towards the garage. We start to follow

The Dee stadium, home of the Houghton Gremlins, was packed full of eager students and other spectators waiting to see these two teams, who have a strong rivalry that goes back many years ago, face off for the annual wing ding game. The atmosphere was electrifying, the noise filled my head with excitement and my body with so much energy and a small serving of nerves. I assume every other player out there was experiencing the same thing i was because of the importance of this game and everything that came with winning this game. As i skated the puck out from behind the net, so many things were going through my mind, Things like, “ don't lose the puck” and “ i need to find a guy open”. As i kept skating my window of opportunity was closing, i needed to find a person that was open fast or through in up and off the boards because if i don't i might get… then it

“I think I’m too drunk to go anywhere.” Alan declared waving his arms in the air.