Chapter Three
Alex
“b****y hell,” I mumbled to myself as I looked down the long hallway inside the stadium to see Liam standing with our Coach and two reporters just outside the media room.
We’d had our first loss of the season today. One goal—just one—was all that had gotten by me this season so far, but that’s all it took for the other team to win. Truth was, they’d played a stellar game. I’d blocked a number of shots at the goal before one slipped by me and just barely. I squared my shoulders and made my way down the hallway. Coach Bernie had given me a ten minute reprieve after the game because he knew I b****y hated interviews. I sent a silent thanks to Liam. Not only was he my best mate and had been since we were boys, but he took the brunt of the publicity front for me. With me a
