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A Golfer's Dream Book II  Chapter Three - It's Rough In the
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A Golfer's Dream - Book Two Chilly Winter Hot Summer        
Written by TheCaddy

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Chapter Three - It's Rough in the Playoffs

Dave stripped down to his boxers, then looked at Jennifer's
smiling face and dropped them to the floor as well.  He climbed
into bed and was very happy when Jennifer spooned her back to
him.  He put his arm around her, trying to avoid her breasts, as
he held her tight against his excited body.  He could feel his
hardening pole nestled against Jennifer's firm ass.  He wanted to
make love to her -- but instead just kissed her neck and
whispered, "I love you.  Goodnight"

He woke during the night and, for an instant, wondered where he
was.  He felt warm flesh pressed against him, a familiar aroma in
his nostrils, and remembered he was with Jennifer.  His hand was
gently and instinctively caressing her large breasts; he could
smell coconut from her hair shampoo.  He went back to sleep - he
enjoyed the dreamy closeness of sleeping with the love of his
life.

In the morning, Dave felt movement in the bed and woke up to
Jennifer's smiling face.  She whispered, "I love waking up in
your arms.  I truly love you."

Dave shook the cobwebs from his head and replied, "Ummmm, you
feel wonderful as well.  I love you, too."

Jennifer rolled on top of him and he could feel his morning
hard-on slide between her legs.  Her breasts were mashed into his
chest.  She kissed him tenderly and, even with the awkward
morning-breath problem, he loved the feel of her body against
his.  He had missed her immensely and, for a brief second, he
again considered making love to her -- but then the previous
summer image of Ann's distraught face from discovering he had
cheated on her, rushed into his head and he knew he couldn't make
that mistake again.

The two teens hugged and cuddled in the bed for a while until
Jennifer finally asked, "Feel like taking a shower with me?"

Dave smiled, "There is nothing I would enjoy more."  Then he
smiled and corrected himself, "Well, that's not true.  There is
something I would like much more but as I said last night, that
can't and won't happen.  But I would love to conserve some water
with you."

The two teens got out of bed and made their way to the bathroom.
After doing their morning duties, they climbed into the tub-style
shower and turned on the water.  Jennifer wet her hair down first
then switched places with Dave so he could get wet as well.  As
he finished soaking himself, he suddenly felt soft soapy hands
massaging his chest.  As the hands slowly moved down his stomach
he felt his hard-on quickly return and point at the ceiling.  He
stepped forward out of the water as Jennifer moved closer to him,
worked her hands around his body, and tenderly cleaned his back.
She again started with his shoulders and worked her way down his
back.  Their bodies mashed together as she pulled him into her
arms.  Dave could feel her mounds pushing into his torso as his
now rock-hard shaft tried to works its way into her belly button.

She continued to work her hands lower and lower; when she started
to massage his ass he closed his eyes and enjoyed the sensual
feeling of her hands.  Jennifer slowly moved back as she worked
her hands around to the front and began caressing his balls and
hard shaft.  Dave's eyes shot open as he looked down into her
twinkling eyes.  She spoke softly, "I know what you said last
night -- but I think your body is betraying you."

Dave smiled, "Oh, there's absolutely no question my body is
betraying me; but the truth is, if I always listened to what that
little hardhead down there says, I would never be faithful to
anyone.  I'd probably spend my entire life in bed with any
available girl with a pulse."  Dave leaned down and kissed
Jennifer tenderly; then he took the soap in his hands and turned
her around so her back was facing him.

After his hands were coated in soap, he washed her back tenderly,
slowly working his way down to her ass.  He gently washed her ass
before he moved his hands around to her stomach as he pulled her
close.  He kissed her neck and whispered, "I have missed our
morning shower routine more than you can imagine.  I love the
feel of you in my arms - it feels as if we were made only for
each other.  Dave slowly worked his way up to her round firm
globes.  He could feel her rubbery nubs react to his hands; not
wanting to torment her too much, he moved his hands lower to her
stomach after the brief cleaning of her nipples.

He slowly trailed his hands lower until he felt her soft patch of
blonde hair.  With his arms totally wrapped around her, he gently
moved his soapy hands between her legs and softly cleaned her
thighs before he cupped her sex with his right hand.  He
immediately felt the heat from her excitement.  He rubbed his
hand around her nether lips but never actually penetrated her. 
He heard a soft moan from her - his head was swimming in the
excitement of the situation and he realized he was quickly losing
control.

In a quick sudden move, he spun himself and Jennifer around so
that the water was suddenly beating down on Jennifer's body.  The
gush of water broke the intensely sensual moment just enough.  He
whispered in a whoosh, "You are driving me crazy.  You are so hot
and I want you so bad -- but I can't.  I'm going to wash your
hair, then wash mine and get out of here before I do something I
know I would love to do but will regret the minute I get home."

Dave rinsed his hands in the water before he reached for the
coconut shampoo and generously poured some into one hand.  He
then tenderly washed Jennifer's hair.  He loved the feel of her
hair between his fingers and he carefully washed her completely.
When he was finished, she took the shampoo and washed his hair. 
The two teens stood sideways as the stream of hot water cascaded
over their bodies and they kissed long and lovingly.  They exited
the shower together and dried each other tenderly.

Jennifer left the bathroom and went to her room while Dave
returned to the spare room and got dressed.  He decided to
surprise Jennifer and went downstairs to cook breakfast.  He
found eggs and bacon in the fridge and cooked a full breakfast. 
When Jennifer eventually entered the kitchen, she was surprised
to see the table set and her breakfast awaiting her.  She walked
to Dave and kissed him with gratitude and love, "Thank you for
cooking breakfast.  You are full of surprises, aren't you?"

He smiled, "I knew you needed some time to dry your hair, so I
just wanted to make sure you started your day with a good meal. 
I'm sure it will be a long day."

Jennifer for the first time that day thought about her father. 
She had been so at ease with her mother's comments the previous
night that she had put all her thoughts and energies into letting
Dave know she loved him and that she wanted him back.  She sat
solemnly in a chair as Dave pushed it in for her; she ate quietly
and reflected about what might happen that day.

Dave noticed the sudden change in climate and knew his comment
about a long day must have set her off.  After several minutes of
silence, he set his fork down, put his hand to Jennifer's chin,
and lifted it so her eyes were looking directly into his.  He
spoke softly, "Your dad is going to be fine.  Your mother said so
last night.  He will be home in no time."

Jennifer smiled and nodded.  In a very low soft voice she said,
"Thank you, Dave, for being with me.  You are truly my best
friend and I love you."

Dave leaned across the table and kissed her to emphasize his
response, "I love you, too."  To lighten the mood he added, "Now,
eat your breakfast before my masterpiece gets cold."

Jennifer smiled and the two best friends began eating again.

After breakfast they went to the hospital.  As they entered the
unit, Jennifer got the good news that her father had been moved
from intensive care to critical care.  The move was considered a
positive response to his sound improvement through the night. 
Jennifer and Dave found the different unit and one of the nurses
explained the visitation rules.  She told them that only family
was permitted to visit and no more than two were permitted in the
room at a time.

Dave walked down the hall with Jennifer.  Jennifer went into the
room, so Dave went to the waiting area.  Dave had only just sat
down when a very tired looking Heather walked out of the room and
towards him.  Dave stood as she approached and he hugged her
tenderly.  He kissed her on the cheek and asked, "How is Ron
doing?"

Heather sighed and smiled wanly, "He is doing remarkably well. 
He is still a little groggy but is already growling about being
in the hospital.  I can see his old spirit starting to slowly
return.  I want to thank you from the bottom of my heart for
coming over.  Jennifer was distraught yesterday and I was so
worried about Ron that I couldn't give her what she needed.  I
knew you were the only one who could; and I am especially glad
you were there for her even after everything that happened in the
fall."  She kissed Dave on the cheek, "You are like a son to Ron
and me; thank you again."

Dave hugged her and replied, "Anytime."

He stepped back from her looked her in the eyes, "Did you get any
sleep last night?"

She smiled weakly, "Yes, one of the nurses found a bed for me, I
slept for a couple of hours."

Dave said, "Why don't I drive you home so you can shower and
freshen up.  Jennifer will be fine here; you could use a little
break from this place."

Heather started to protest but Dave cut her off, "Ron will be
more worried if he sees you worn out.  You look beautiful -- but
it is pretty obvious you didn't get much sleep.  Let me take you
home for a while and then you'll be ready to spend the rest of
the day with Ron."

Heather could see she wasn't going to win this argument so she
finally brightened up and said, "Let me tell Ron and Jennifer
where I'm going."

Dave watched her walk back into the room.  Several minutes later
she joined him in the hallway.

He drove back to their house and, while Heather was in the
shower, he again cooked a good breakfast.  When she entered the
kitchen almost an hour later Dave looked at her from head to toe.
 She was wearing navy dress pants and light blue blouse.  Her
white shoes went well with her outfit and he beamed at her, "You
look gorgeous.  Ron will be very pleased to see you looking so
re-energized.  I cooked breakfast for you."

Heather smiled at Dave, "Thank you, Dave; I am kind of hungry."

Heather ate a large breakfast before Dave drove her back to the
hospital.  Heather went into the room and Dave again returned to
the waiting room.  He sat there reading a Sports Illustrated
magazine.

Jennifer eventually came out and sat in his lap.  She kissed him
and said, "Mom looks totally refreshed.  She said you cooked her
breakfast as well.  Thank you for getting her out of here for a
while - she really needed a break."  Dave just nodded agreement.

Jennifer sat with Dave for about a half hour.  Heather eventually
came out of the room and sat with them while the doctor did some
tests.

Thirty minutes later the doctor walked up to the three of them
sitting in the waiting room.  There was no one else there so the
doctor looked at Dave and Jennifer questioningly.  Heather
understood the look and explained, "Dave is a very close family
friend and anything you have to say about Ron, you can say in
front of him.  Jennifer is also old enough to hear the truth, so
please tell us what you found."

The doctor nodded and began, "As you know, Ron had a coronary
yesterday.  He is in good physical shape -- but you know his
family has a history of heart disease.  You also told me he has
been working long hours on a big case; I would suspect that
stress and the family history are the two major causes of this
incident.  His heart muscle has been weakened but there does not
appear to be any permanent damage.  We will continue to observe
his progress and, if all goes well, he should be able to go home
next week -- but he will have to stop all work for at least two
months.  I would recommend a three month leave with a gradual
return to work in month four."

Heather, Dave, and Jennifer were all holding hands as the doctor
explained everything.  When he was finished, Heather thanked him.
 The doctor left the waiting room.  Heather looked at Dave and
Jennifer, "It looks like Ron got a real wakeup call.  He's going
to have to take it easier on the work."  Dave and Jennifer both
nodded agreement.  Heather continued, "It's almost dinnertime. 
Why don't you two go to dinner?"  Heather then hugged Jennifer,
"Dave, if you want to head home after lunch, you can.  Things are
much better here now and I will be going home tonight.  Jennifer
will probably spend most of the day with her father and me, so
you will probably just get bored."

Dave nodded understandingly and said, "Everything does seem
better here and I have a hockey practice tonight so I will
probably head home after dinner."

Jennifer hugged Dave, "I'm just going to tell Dad where I'm
going.  I'll be back in a minute."  Jennifer trotted down the
hall and into the room.

Heather smiled at Dave, "Thanks again for all your support; we
couldn't have gotten through this without you."  She hugged him
again.

Dave replied, "Thanks, but I'm just happy you called.  Mom and
Dad asked me to tell you and Ron, if you need anything, just call
them."

Heather nodded as Jennifer came walking down the hall.  She
kissed her mother before she and Dave left.

They ate at a local fast-food restaurant.  When Dave dropped
Jennifer back at the hospital, they kissed goodbye and promised
they would phone each other soon.

The drive back to QAI passed quickly and Dave thought a lot about
both Jennifer and Katherine.  He really liked Katherine but, deep
in his heart, he knew Jennifer was his true love.  He thought
about the time he spent with Jennifer and how Katherine would
react to it.  In his mind he didn't cheat on Katherine - he
didn't have sex with Jennifer.  But in his heart; he had changed.
 His heart now belonged totally to Jennifer again.  He decided he
had to have a long talk with Katherine but first he wanted to get
his sister Julie's view.

Dave arrived home shortly after school had let out.  He had an
hour before he had to go to hockey practice.  He was happy to
find Julie was home.  Julie and Beth both asked about Ron and,
after Dave explained everything, Beth went to her friend, Cindy's
house.  Dave asked Julie if they could talk.  They sat in the tv
room and Dave told Julie everything that happened with Jennifer.
Julie was smiling because she knew how much Dave loved Jennifer
and how upset he had been when they broke up.  Dave then asked
for thoughts about Katherine and Julie's happy face turned grim.
She could tell that Dave was totally in love with Jennifer and
any relationship with Katherine would be like a charade.

After thinking about the whole situation, Julie finally said,
"Dave, I think you know what you have to do.  Katherine is a
sweet girl.  I really like her and I know you do too; but the key
word in that sentence is like.  You love Jennifer.  You will have
to talk to Katherine and, likely, breakup with her.  You can't
lead her on, when in your heart you know you want Jennifer."

Dave nodded agreement as he had thought the same thing.

Dave hugged Julie and thanked her before he got his hockey gear
together and went to practice.

At practice Dave saw a huge change in his team.  They seemed as
if they were beaten and ready to give up.  As soon as he walked
into the dressing room several players criticized him for
abandoning them.  Dave said he would explain everything when the
whole team was there.  Within ten minutes the whole team had
arrived, as did the coaches.  Dave asked the coaches if he could
talk to the team alone for a minute.

Once the dressing room door closed, Dave moved to the centre of
the dressing room.  He spoke with the emotion he was feeling,
"Guys, I'm really sorry I missed yesterday's game -- but my best
friend's father took a heart attack and she thought he might die.
 She needed me there to support her; as much as I love hockey, I
had to be there for her.  I know we lost yesterday but we are not
out of this series.  All we have to do is go into their barn
tomorrow and kick their ass.  We can win this but we have to do
it as a team.  We are ten times better than they are.  We have
more talent; we have more heart - we can win - WE WILL WIN!"

The whole team started to scream in excitement and, in that one
short speech, the entire team's attitude changed completely.  The
coaches were pleasantly surprised by the change in enthusiasm and
patted Dave on the back for getting the team back on track.

Dave left the rink tired but confident the team would rebound. 
He arrived home and ate a quiet supper alone before he called
Katherine.  Katherine was happy to hear him call but Dave noticed
an unusual tone in her voice.  Dave asked if he could come over
to talk to her; he could hear some panic in her voice as she said
she would be waiting for him.

Dave drove to Katherine's house.  He had debated how and where to
have this conversation.  He considered having the talk in her
house but he felt that would be too uncomfortable.  He further
considered driving around while they talked but didn't want that
distraction.  In the end, he decided to just talk in the car
while parked in her driveway.  That way, if she felt a need to
escape, she could just run into the house.

Dave waited in the car as Katherine walked out of the house and
got in.  She leaned towards him and he kissed her tenderly.  He
could see the fear in her eyes.  He took her hands in his and
spoke softly, "Katherine, yesterday when I got home from school I
got a call from my friend Jennifer.  Her father took a heart
attack and she and her mother wanted me to go to Charlestown to
be with her.  I have never really told you much about Jennifer
because I thought she was in my past.  To make a long history
short, Jennifer and I have been best friends for six years.  Her
family have a trailer beside ours in North Beach and we have
spent the last six summers keeping company with each other. 
Before last summer we were just super close friends but that
changed and we became lovers."

Dave could see tears forming in Katherine's eyes but he doggedly
continued, "Last fall we broke up.  That's why you and I were
free to get together.  I really, really like you and I have
enjoyed our times together very much.  But this visit changed
things.  I would be lying to you and to myself if tried to ignore
the love I still feel for Jennifer."

Dave paused and waited for what he had said to sink in.  He had
learned from his experiences last summer and was prepared for
anything.  Katherine was half crying when she asked, "Did you
sleep with her last night?"

Dave looked into her eyes and replied, "No ... well ... not the
way you mean.  We did sleep in the same bed but that's all we did
was sleep."

Katherine looked surprised, "What do you mean no but yes?  Did
you sleep with her or not?"

Dave answered, "As I said, we slept in the same bed but we did
not have sex.  I promised you I would never cheat on you and I
didn't.  She needed to be comforted -- that's all."

Katherine's sadness was turning to anger and Dave knew he had
seen this look before, "You slept with her but you didn't have
sex?  Is it fair then to assume you were dressed when you slept
with her?"

Dave immediately thought, "Oh-Oh, I'm in big shit now."  He held
her hands a little tighter, "Don't torment yourself with images
of what didn't happen.  I swear to you I did not in any way have
sex with Jennifer.  You already know that, when I say there are
boundaries I just will not cross, I won't.  That's how I am with
you and that's how I was with her."

Katherine began to openly cry as she pulled her hands from
Dave's.  She glared at him, "I don't know what to say -- but I do
know I don't want to talk to you anymore."  She opened the door
and ran into the house.

Dave sat there for minute unsure what to do; it seemed very much
as if they had broken up.  He finally started up the car and
drove home.  He felt horrible.  When he entered the house, his
mom was sitting on the couch reading.  She saw the sad look on
his face and patted the couch for him to sit down.

She said, "Julie told me about your planned talk with Katherine.
I assume by the look on your face that it didn't go well?"

Dave kind of shrugged, "How could it go well?  She is a very nice
girl and I just broke up with her even though she did nothing to
deserve it."

His mom looked into his eyes but didn't have a good answer for
him.  She was happy to see Dave take Katherine's feelings so
seriously and she felt a twinge of sadness for both him and
Katherine.  After giving Dave a little time to collect his
thoughts, she said, "Heather called and Ron is doing much better.
 She wanted to thank you again for helping both her and Jennifer.
 She told me what you did for her this morning.  I know this
doesn't make you feel any better right now, but your father and I
are very proud of you.  You continue to show maturity beyond your
years.  Getting Heather to leave the hospital for a short break
was a great idea and I'm sure she, and the entire family, will
never forget your kindness."

Dave thanked his mom but she was right - it didn't help right
now.  He went to bed feeling guilty about Katherine but, when he
finally fell asleep, he had convinced himself he had done nothing
wrong.  He just wished he didn't feel so bad.

The next day in school was really tough.  Suzie was all over him
and he finally had to say to her, "Suzie, this has nothing to do
with you.  Get out of my face."  He turned and walked down the
hall with John.  As usual, John was on his side.  He had told
John the whole story and John felt helpless when he didn't have
any advice for his friend.  Dave saw Katherine several times in
the hallway but each time she turned and walked the other way.

When the final buzzer sounded to end the day, Dave was relieved.
He had arranged to get a drive to the western team's rink with
one of the other players because Julie needed the car for a date.

After the long drive, he was happy to find the sanctuary of the
dressing room and he started his pre-game routine to get focused.
 Just before game time, the coaches did their customary speech. 
When they were finished Dave stood in the middle of the dressing
room and asked, "Did we drive two hours to lose?"

The team yelled, "NO!"

He asked, "How are we going to win?"

The team yelled, "WITH HARD WORK!"

He yelled, "WHO'S GOING TO THROW THE FIRST CHECK TONIGHT?"

The whole team jumped to their feet and yelled, "I AM!!!"

Dave yelled, "LET'S KICK THEIR ASS!!!"

The players screamed as they exited the dressing room.  After a
short five-minute warm up, Dave's line started the game.  He was
again shadowed by two players, but he fought through the shadows
and skated hard to find enough open ice to receive a pass.  He
got the puck just over centre and accelerated down the wing.  He
beat the opposing defenseman to the outside and cut hard to the
net.  He was still coming hard off the right wing when he faked a
shot which froze the goalie.  He then cut hard to his left across
the top of the goalie's crease and, as the goalie slid across
with two goalie pads stacked, Dave roofed his shot into the mesh
in the top of the net.

The red light went on to signal the goal and Dave sprinted
towards his team's bench with his hands in the air.  The whole
team was going nuts as he jumped over the boards in one smooth
motion and into his screaming teammates' arms.  Dave's enthusiasm
fed the team and brought them to euphoric heights.  Several
minutes later, on his second shift, Dave set up a second goal
and, fewer than five minutes into the first twenty-minute period,
they were leading two-nothing.

Dave's team was all over the western team and they dominated the
first period.  Ninety percent of the play was in the western end
and the shots on goal were twenty-five for Edwardton to two for
the western team.  Dave scored a second goal late in the period
to make the score three-nothing but the western goalie was
playing extremely well - the score could easily have been
seven-nothing if not for his heroic saves.

The second period started just as the first had -- with Dave
scoring another goal.  The second period ended with a
four-nothing score.  Edwardton again out shot the western team
significantly by a nineteen to four margin.  Edwardton
consistently beat the western team to the puck and, even when
they didn't, the western team was quickly hit off the puck.

Dave made another inspiring speech before the third period and
the team skated on the ice ready to win the last twenty minutes
and go home for the deciding fifth game.  Edwardton again went on
the attack to the western team but the goalie couldn't be beat. 
Three minutes into the third period one of the western wingers
were streaking down the right side.  He let a slap shot go from
the just inside the blue-line.  Edwardton's goalie misjudged the
shot and the puck hit the back of the net for the western team's
first goal.

The western team seemed to feed off of this goal and, over the
next ten minutes, took the play to Edwardton.  They scored twice
more and closed to within a single goal.  After the third goal,
the Edwardton coach called time out and pulled the whole team
together.  He tried to get them re- focused.  As the coach
finished, Dave looked at his teammates and screamed, "I'M NOT
LOSING THIS GAME."

Dave took the face-off at centre after the goal.  He checked the
clock and saw five minutes and thirty seconds left to play.  He
won the draw back to his right defenseman.  The puck was moved
quickly across the ice to the left defenseman who snapped a quick
pass to the left winger.  Dave moved to the right side of the ice
and even with two western players all over him, he was in full
stride when he hit the blue-line.  The left winger dumped the
puck cross-ice into the corner to the right of the goalie.  Dave
timed crossing the blue-line just as the puck crossed and when
the puck hit the corner boards Dave was half way to it.  He blew
past the defenseman and picked up the puck as he carved around
the corner, headed behind the net.

Dave noticed immediately that the whole western team seemed to be
moving towards him so he continued deep into the left corner to
draw the players closer to him.  He spotted his right winger
moving from the distant corner towards the far corner of the net.
 As Dave reached the hash mark on the left side-boards he did a
quick button-hook move to get to his forehand.  He found a small
opening between the rushing players and he snapped a quick
cross-ice air pass that landed right on the tape of his right
winger standing to the side of the net.  A quick touch shot by
the winger and Edwardton went back up by two goals.

Dave and his teammates went crazy with excitement.  The winger
slid through the centre ice zone on his knees as his line-mates
tackled him.

For the next four minutes, Edwardton controlled the play and
seemed to have the game well in hand but that quickly changed. 
The western team worked the puck into the Edwardton zone then
pulled their goalie for an extra attacker.  With forty-five
seconds left, a huge scramble developed in front of the Edwardton
goal and the western team knocked in a rebound to close within
one goal, again.

Dave was on the bench at the time getting a short rest.  He had
already played well over half the game but conditioning was not
an issue in this playoff game.  Dave's coach tapped him on the
shoulder to get on the ice and Dave went to centre ice to take
the draw.  He won it cleanly back to his defenseman who passed it
quickly to the winger who dumped the puck into the Edwardton
zone.  Dave again swooped into the zone and banged into the
defenseman in the corner.  Dave only wanted to chew up the clock,
so he continued to work the puck deep in the western zone.

After an extended battle for the puck Dave dug it loose and
skated behind the net with it.  He moved through the corner area
and was skating along the side-boards when he felt a stick blade
grab onto his side and spin him away from the puck.  Pulled off
balance, he landed on the ice.  He looked to the referee for a
hooking penalty.  The referee was looking right at him but his
arm never went up to indicate he was calling the penalty.

Dave jumped to his feet and looked at the clock.  Only eight
seconds left.  The player who hooked Dave to the ice quickly
picked up the puck and passed it to one of his players breaking
across their blue-line.  Time was quickly ticking down and as the
western player crossed centre ice his team was yelling, "Shoot,
Shoot!"

Dave was now skating towards his own end as he saw the player
pull his stick back to shoot.  Dave glanced at the clock - four
seconds.  When Dave looked back at the western player he was just
following through on his shot and time seemed to stand still as
Dave watched the puck float toward his goalie in almost slow
motion.  His goalie put up his glove but the puck glanced off the
end of the glove, and in what seemed like super slow motion, hit
the mesh behind him.  The red light went on and Dave doubled over
with his stick across his knees as he glided into his end in
disbelief.  The whistle blew and the clock showed a five- five
tie with two seconds left on the clock.

Dave skated to his goalie and tapped him on the pads, "Okay,
Chris, we're still in the game.  It's not over yet."

Dave skated to centre ice and the two teams lined up for the
face-off .  The puck was dropped and Dave shot it into the
opposing zone as the horn blew ending regulation time.

Dave's team lined up around the bench to get a short breather
before the first ten minute sudden death overtime period.  The
coach regrouped the team.  He told them to work hard and it would
pay off.  After a thirty second rest the teams lined back up at
center ice.  Dave took the draw and this time pushed the puck
between the opposing center's feet and raced around him to pick
it up.  He made a quick move to avoid the winger then cut to the
outside of the defenseman on the right side of the ice.  Dave was
cutting to the net much the same way he had scored his first goal
of the game but the other defenseman was quickly cutting him off
this time.  Dave saw his left winger sneaking in behind the
cutting defenseman and he drew the defenseman closer before he
slid a perfect pass to his left winger.  The winger one-timed the
pass and Dave saw it sail towards the net.  Dave was about to
raise his hands in the air when he heard a metal sound as the
puck made solid contact with the post and bounced to the western
defenseman Dave had just soundly beat.  The defenseman turned and
made a quick pass to his centre iceman who passed to a streaking
winger.  Dave turned to race back up ice but he was well behind
the play as the western winger beat the Edwardton defenseman with
a nice move to the inside.  The opposing winger then raced in on
Chris, the goalie and deeked him out completely before shoveling
the puck into an open net.

Dave was just skating over centre as the puck went into the net
and the western team threw their gloves and sticks into the air
in celebration of a huge come- back victory.

Dave's whole team skated over to their bench and leaned against
the boards in disbelief.  Dave could feel tears running down his
cheek as the fact that they were now out of the playoffs and
finished for the year struck home.  The dejected Edwardton team
lined up in single file at centre ice and waited for the
celebrating western players to come out of their zone and shake
hands.  Dave felt numb as he moved through the line.  He got all
kinds of compliments on how well he played but he felt like
screaming, "Who gives a fuck how I played.  We lost!"  But he
graciously nodded and continued on.

As soon as the last player shook Dave's hand, Dave skated quickly
to the dressing room.  He was one of the last players in the room
and everyone had their heads in their hands.  Most were overcome
by emotion.  Chris was a total mess as he blamed himself for the
loss.  Dave walked over to him and rubbed the back of his head,
"Don't worry about it, Chris.  We'll get them next year."

Dave sat down as the coaches entered.  They congratulated the
team for their hard work.  They said they were proud of how hard
they fought to win.  The coaches left the room.  The truth is
they were as shocked and disappointed as the players.

The drive home was quiet - no one wanted to talk about the game.
Dave was dropped off and his father was waiting for the news. 
One look at Dave's sad face told the result.  Dave sat with his
dad in the tv room and explained what happened.  Roger just shook
his head and said, "Tough game, Dave.  You played your hardest
and that's all you can ever do."

Dave just nodded before he went to bed and replayed the overtime
in his head, over and over.  If only he had deeked the goalie
instead of passing.  For an hour Dave tossed and turned until he
finally fell fitfully asleep.

The next day was a very tough day for Dave.  He was still
recovering from the tough loss but, worst of all, rumors were
going through the school that he had missed the previous game to
go to Charlestown to sleep with his old girlfriend.  The details
of the rumor were clear enough that someone had mis-used the
information on what he had been doing with Jennifer.  Dave had
only told two people outside his family and one of those was
John, who Dave knew would never repeat it - Dave immediately knew
Katherine had started the rumor or had at least told someone who
did.

Dave found Katherine at lunchtime and asked to speak to her
alone.  Katherine was obviously not happy with the idea but Dave
insisted.  When they were alone, Dave asked her if she knew
anything about the rumors.  She just shrugged her shoulders and
looked at her feet.  Dave gently put his hand to her chin and
raised her face to look him in the eyes.  He spoke softly and
with a lot of emotion.  "Katherine, I told you the entire truth.
I do truly like you and, if I had never met Jennifer, I would
love to be your boyfriend; but I can't change the fact that,
right now -- my heart belongs to someone else.  I'm truly sorry I
hurt you, but I never intended to.  I have always been truthful
with you.  I don't really care about these stupid rumors but I do
care that you understand how I feel."

A tear ran down Dave's cheek as his continued deep feelings for
Katherine came to the surface.  "I would do anything to help you
stop hurting; but I don't think there's anything I can do."

Katherine was surprised by his heart-felt comments; she finally
seemed to understand and she hugged him as she started to cry as
well.  She whispered, "Dave, I have liked you for a long time;
being with you these last three months has been the best
experience of my life.  I think I have fallen in love with you
and I don't know what to do without you.  This mess is my fault;
I made the mistake of telling Suzie about your trip to
Charlestown.  I guess I knew she would tell everyone and I wanted
you to feel the pain I am feeling -- but I finally realize that
you already feel bad about the whole situation and do not deserve
this.  I'll tell Suzie to stop spreading the lies.  Goodbye,
Dave."

She started to walk away but he gently held her arm, "I don't
care about the rumors as long as you understand the truth."  She
nodded so he released her arm, "You are a good person,
Katherine."  She just shrugged as she walked away. <1st
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