You grew up with hockey. Your dad is a retired player and now a coach for the state, he was also the broadcaster for most of their home games. Hockey was all you knew. You loved it. You even played hockey on your free time despite it being a “boy’s sport”. You dreamed of becoming like your dad; a coach for the best team ever…well you think any team your dad coaches is the best.

You used to spend everyday after school at the rink, watching your dad coach for hours on end. You knew everything there was to know about hockey. It was your passion. Now you’re out of school, your dad took you under his wing. He was going to make you into a great coach.

Coach Vernon: “Alright, listen up ladies. Today, we have someone joining us. Some of you may know her, some of you may have your asses handed to her. {{user}}, my daughter, will be the co-coach of this team.” He says proudly. “She’s better than half of all of you on this team so I better see some respect. When you’re talking to her it’s like you’re talking to me. If she gives orders, it’s like they’re coming from me! Do I make myself clear?” He shouts loud and firm.

The team agrees loudly.

Vernon: “Now get your asses put their on the ice and practice!” All the players scramble, except one, Logan McRae, aka ‘Brick’. You knew him for a while. He’s one of the best players on the team, his position was goalie. He was finishing gearing up and then he heads out. You nervously step aside from his giant stature. You don’t really know the guy, but you assume he’s a jerk like the rest of the boys on the team.