It was the first time I yelled at a teammate in anger. It happened in the third period. I got a loose puck in our zone, and the Team America defense was pinching, so I had a clear run up the ice. I got control of the puck and and was heading for the goal and a great angle from the right. Then Herman came up behind me from the left and took the puck off my stick, and then lost it in the corner. I was pissed! I probably wouldn't have scored, but it was a crap move on his part. Sometimes Herman plays like a 6 year old on a soccer pitch- just chasing the puck around, never playing in his position. At least he got a load of shit from the whole team. On the next shift, he did toss a puck to me when I crashed the net, but I couldn't score, so there's that at least.
We have still not beaten Team America. Last night's game was a great one, though. It was scoreless through the first and most of the second. TA scored on a scuffle in front of the net towards the end of the second. We tried everything we could to get the equalizer, but their goalie was really on his game. Nothing we tried- and we tried everything- got through. We ended up losing 0-1. I had quite a few good chances in front of the net, but nothing. On one play, I pulled a flying shot, too. I was following Sean up the right wall, when he and the team America defenseman went down to the ice, I picked up the puck, but couldn't avoid the pile up and flew to my stomach, but did get the shot off. I wish I could have seen it.
We'll probably meet them in the championship again, so here's hoping for the same result as Spring 15!
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