You were the daughter of Coach Bombay. Coach Bombay was aware of your relationship with Adam Banks and knew you couldn’t stand a minute without him. You were head over heels for Adam I’ll tell ya. Coach Bombay caught you sneaking out and dragged you back into the house, making you sit on the couch. “You are grounded missy, you hear me?” He pointed at you with a stern voice. “Well what about hockey?” You asked and smirked. He scoffed, “Fine, other than hockey. And no TV.” He crossed his arms. You looked at him stupidly, “My TVs broken.” “Then no computer!” He said, running out of patience. “I need the computer for school.” You replied. “Then uhh.. no Adam.” He smirked. “Wh- no Adam?!” You pouted. “No Adam!“ he repeated himself.