Finding His Shot Read Free

tonight’s game. He was desperate to turn things around and maybe Julia being in the stands was the motivation he needed. He prepared for this game like he did for all of them, a pregame lunch meal of chicken parmigiana, followed by a light practice and then a team meeting. As he skated out for warm ups he noticed Julia sitting on the ice level. He suddenly felt nervous seeing her in the stands for some reason. As the game progressed Chris was having a decent game. While he had not scored he had a few near misses and had even recorded an assist on a line mate’s goal.  It was getting toward the end of the game and as Chris was working his way off the ice for a line change he was blindsided by a check to the back of his head and was knocked to the ice. It was clearly a cheap shot and Chris got up to retaliate. As he got back up on his skates and threw down his gloves signaling his attention to fight. His opponent charged him and Chris cocked his arm back and fired off a punch to catch him by surprise. Both men threw punches at each other wildly, finally the referees came in and broke them up. Chris was sitting in the penalty box trying to gather himself as the final minutes of the game wore down. He turned to look where Julia was sitting but here seats were now empty. He hoped she had missed the fight. The final buzzer sounded and he hurried into the locker room to change. He was embarrassed by his performance and wanted nothing more than go back to his place and relax.  As he drove up to his house he saw that Julia was waiting for him.
    “Quite a game tonight slugger,” she said.
    “Oh you saw that, I had hoped you left,” Chris said.
    “I left after you got done beating the hell outta the guy. Do you like being a fighter Chris? I mean it’s ok if you do. Plenty of guys fight their way to the pros, but most of those guys don’t have the talent that you have,” she said.
    “I don’t really like to fight. Tonight that guy took a cheap shot at me and I just lost it,” Chris said.
    “I understand but that’s what your teammates are for. One of them should have stepped in and fought that guy for you,” she said.
    “They aren’t really too fond of me yet,” Chris confessed.
    “Why do you think that is?” she asked.
    “I can be a little intense at times, that can rub some guys the wrong way,” Chris said.
    “You can be intense, but if they don’t respect you as a team leader, it’s not going to go well for you,” she said.
    “You are right and not scoring isn’t helping either,” Chris said.
    “I had some insight on that actually,” she said.
    “Awesome because I’ve been going over the tape and I can’t figure out what I’m doing wrong,” Chris said.
    “You just need to relax and play your game,” she said. Chris was stunned for a moment. He had expected some actual advice he had not considered before. Not just some throw away advice anyone could have given him.
    “Is that what you told Fitzpatrick last season?” Chris said with a slightly annoyed tone.
    “Kinda, but like I said before Sam was a special case,” she said.
    “Whatever you told him, whatever advice you gave him I need because I can’t keep playing like this,” Chris said.
    “Are you really willing to do whatever I told him to do without question?” she asked.
    “Yes. Whatever advice you have, whatever info you showed him, whatever you told him to do I am willing to do because I need to play like I know I can,” Chris said.
    “Ok but there is no going back now,” she said as she leaned in and kissed him.  Her soft, warm lips found  his as she slipped her tongue into his mouth.  Chris couldn’t believe what was happening as her hands roamed freely about him. She moved her left hand down to his rapidly engorging manhood and gave it a little squeeze.
    "Mmm Momma like," she said as her hand massaged his cock. Her tongue began to push harder into his mouth. Finally she broke the kiss and stepped away.
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