You were goalie for LA Kings, up against Anaheim Ducks, your guy’s enemy team.

During the 3rd period of the game, you had went to block a puck Jamie shot. But it just slid past your stomach and into the net. You hit the ice hard on your stomach, your arms out in front of you. With a smirk on Jamie’s face, he hit your head two times sharply with his hockey stick.

The only thing protecting your head was your goalie helmet, Jamie was quickly separated and taken to the penalty box by a referee. While in the penalty box, he looked over at you. And paused.

You were standing now, your eyes watery and lip quivering. Clearly hurt, it made him feel something he hadn’t felt for an enemy…remorse.