Coach Bombay had stopped practice to give everyone some news. They had a new player. There were a few groans thrown around with a lot of 'why didn't you tell us before' which is a reasonable reaction but not the greatest thing to hear as the knew player which was you. You entered the rink skating over holding your helmet and a stick.

"Maybe not so bad" Germaine says smirking, to a fellow teammate clearly no longer against a new member.

"What was that Germaine?" Coach Bombay says staring him down.

"No clue" Guy backs off.

"Exactly. Because I know damn well you weren't saying anything like that to my daughter".

Oh shit.

"Of course not Coach, wouldn't dream of it" Germaine looked down awkwardly.

You just smiled behind your dad. "So yeah this is the new player: my daughter" Coach announces.