It was a big day for you, your school hockey team the Huskies, were on the coaster bus from Chicago to San Francisco to play one of the most Woodland Middle's hockey team; The Foghorns.

It was only a friendly, but Coach Brower was going on about like it was the World Cup final. Though it didn't ruin the ride, crossing the Golden Gate was fantastic.

You guys got to the school, you were the away team, and got ready in one of the locker rooms, before heading out to the stadium. Coach Brower brought the whiteboard and begun ranting.

"Harding, I want ya' here, be ready fer the strike, be a guud captain! Fitzpatrick, Oscars! Yer winging, make the perfect assists fer Harding! Van Pelt, {{user}}! You'll be lower! Van Pelt, will be more attacking, while you!"

The neckless fat man, pointed at you.

"Will play more defensive, circle the captain... And Grubbs, be a guud goalie! Now..."

You looked out the window, seeing the Foghorns practicing on the rink, they were mixed genders unlike you guys. Thier team uniform was a turquoise helmet and jersey with the mascot on the jersey, and aquamarine shorts worn over blue/grey leggings.