Taylor
He starts the game and we both hit the puck back and forth for five minutes, the game going no where. Then he slams the puck against the side of the table and it go into the goal and he scores. He throws his hands up in the air. I quickly get the puck out and shoot it into his slot. “That is not fair.” he says laughing.
“I know.” I say. We laugh a little. “First one to ten wins.” I say.
“Okay.” he say picking up the puck and placing it on the table.
We shoot back and forth for a while. He shoots on in and I shoot one in. We both have nine we both need to make one more to win. He hits the puck into my side and wins.
