Lake Placid Short Story

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Jory Marini-Berry AP language Lake Placid was always a place I enjoyed as a kid because we had a hockey tournament there each year. I loved the ride up. It had a relaxing array of scenery that I didn't get to see often. Thinking of those trips brings back good memories that are filled with jokes, music, and stories. My dad and I normally made fun of each other and had everyone else in stitches. It's that ride that I always anticipated to start off this journey, but now the car ride has turned into a cramped nightmare. As if it's not bad enough that I'm jammed in the back with my brother and sister, my mom is nagging me to dress warmly even though we are packed like sardines. It is an uncomfortable mess because the back is filled with bags,…show more content…
Before the final game there was a dead eerie silence in the locker room that was only broken by our coach's pep talk. He told us that we had earned the right to play by making it here and that we could beat the other team. However we all knew the other team was more skilled team than us because they could work together and we were selfish with the puck. Then with a spark of energy he said "You guys want the speech don't you?" and recited the famous speech from Miracle that would get us excited and put a smile on our faces. The game started and they played music to get the energy of a dead hockey rink going. The first two periods seemed to last forever as if each drive took an hour due to how big the sheet of ice was. It was an Olympic size ice rink that made other rinks look and feel pathetic. Despite a valiant effort we lost 4 to 1. We started to cry. Knowing that we had lost the last game most of my team held it in with an angry stare as if the other team had done something wrong by winning. Just like that, we headed home to fend off the vicious illnesses we got in Lake Placid. As a spectator there is no more pregame locker room speech for me. It has been replaced by huddling for warmth in the lobby. As my brother's team heads out on the ice for their championship game, they look ready to not only win but dominate the other team. The game starts with me in the stands cheering for my brother to do good in goal. The other team is a joke and my Bro only faces 3 shots. The game ends 5 to 0 with a win and a big trophy that I never had the chance to touch. My brother wins the most outstanding player award by only letting in 1 goal the entire tournament. The tradition of sickness happened my brother was sick for

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