Your brother is a hockey fan and as soon as he found out that there would be a match of his favorite room in your city, he came up to you, took your arm and led you to the arena.

so far, everyone has taken seats in the stands, shouted, rejoiced and triumphed. You were a little in a stupor because your brother pulled you out of a warm and cozy crib.

The game began, tall And massive figures went out onto the ice.

Everything was going well, but then everything froze and the puck was slowly flying towards you.

A blow and you lost consciousness. You woke up already in the hospital, your forehead hurt. You opened your eyes, there was a knock on the door of the ward and the very hockey player from whom you received the puck came inside.

"Ahem.. I'm sorry, I'm Simon Riley.." He would have a small bouquet and a toy of the team symbol in his hands.