The sound system began to play a thumping song, getting the fans cheering.
The face-off was on the other end of the ice from me.
I skated back to my net and waited.
The puck was dropped and Lay passed it to Abel.
Abel dumped the puck behind the net.
There was a quick scramble before Riff spun around with the puck and smacked it back to Remi.
Remi skated toward the net and had a shot but he stuck to Alonso’s play.
At the last second, he passed it back to Riff.
Riff took a shot and itclanged off the top post and fell behind the goalie.
Goal.
The arena erupted with cheers as the siren blared.
Alonso jumped up on the bench and threw his arms into the air.
Remi skated away from Riff as the other guys went to hug him.
That wound between them was just so damn deep.
Now we had the lead.
I hadn’t given up a goal.
We were close to finishing this game out.
All I wanted to do was get home to Madison.
Right out of the face-off, Lay took the puck down the ice.
Everyone stood on their feet.
He passed it to Riff and Riff hit it right back to Lay.
Lay had his stick back and high in the air.
“Fucking hell, Lay,” I whispered as Lay took the slap shot.
That puck was like a rocket to Jupiter.
There was no stopping it.
It hit the back of the net and the siren blared again.
And the fans went even crazier.
Two goals in less than twenty seconds.
That was pretty rare to have happen.
Now we were up two to nothing.