Andrew Lieberman
We went to the arena for our Friday training. I looked at Coach, and he gave me a slight nod. I returned it in a silent agreement that I had done what was needed to help Bobby.
"Alright, guys, round up, we are going to start with some laps around the ice, and then some drills." The coach said, and several of the guys grunted.
Meanwhile, I smirked, as I loved being on the ice. Not only guarding our goal, but also skating.
"Let´s go," I said, skating past Pat, and he laughed, chasing after me. It was a tradition that the first one on the ice set the pace for the rest, and I loved to push their buttons, sprinting around the rink.
"f**k, Lieberman stepped in first," Cap grunted and started chasing after me. He knew that if I started and created a distance between mys
