How AAOOOSC! Got Started!

Three years later...

Antti turned off the zamboni and climbed down from it.
"Great job," his boss complimented. "Just like always."
"Thanks," Antti replied.
"Hey, are you going to stay to watch the hockey game?"
"There's a game tonight?" Antti raised his eyebrows.
"Yea, it's gonna be a really good game: rivalry. You should stick around to watch it."
"Eh..." Antti shrugged. "No thanks. I have other stuff to do than to watch...hockey." He walked out the back door into the frigid, Finnish night.
He had never gotten around to play hockey--fear was holding him back. If he did play, he was afraid what his father would do if he found out. He still wanted to play hockey, but knowing how to skate well was enough...for now.
Antti got into his car and closed the door to keep the cold out. He inserted the key into ignition and turned it while pressing on it. The engine made some sputtering noises, then went into complete silence. "Oh no..." Antti tried again, but he got the same result. "You gotta be kidding me, my car's frozen."
Begrudgingly, Antti grabbed a book from the passenger's seat, got out of the car, and slammed the door. He walked back into the ice rink and sat on the bleachers that overlooked the ice where the hockey players were warming up for their big game.
Antti tried to get his mind off of the temptation of hockey by reading his book, but he couldn't help looking up at the skaters passing and shooting while the goalies were sliding and saving. Then he found himself gazing at the game with the book abandoned on his lap. That's it...I don't care what he thinks, this is my life and I can do what I want to do and I'm gonna do it...I'm gonna do it.
When the first intermission rolled around, Antti walked into the ice rink's store. "I would like to try out to be a goalie."
"But aren't you our zamboni driver?" the cashier asked him.
Antti flashed her a stern look. "Who says that I can't be a zamboni driver and goalie?"
"Uh...okay..." She pushed the application clipped to a clipboard towards Antti; he slid it off of the counter and began to fill in the requirements. "But are you still gonna be our zamboni driver? I mean, you're so good at doing it, you make the ice so clean and smooth--everyone loves it! It'll be sad to lose a great person like you to a sport like hockey. And if that happens then-then the ice'd be very bad and rough and no one would love it and--"
"It's okay, I'll be a part time zamboni driver. Being a goalie doesn't take all day." Antti handed her back the clipboard.
She scanned through it. "Okay, so tryouts start this weekend and...yea! Just buy the equipment and you'll be good to go!"
"Alright, I'll do that right now." Antti walked away from the counter and began to search for the perfect equipment.
A few days later, Antti tried out and got accepted to the ice rink's team. From there, he soared from team to team, level to level with great performances and wins. He played in a junior-level team, then he got moved up to the pro-team, the Pelicans. Then...well, the Chicago Blackhawks found him and they said, "We want him. We want that goalie."
But not too quick, he first gets signed into the Rockford Icehogs, the Chicago Blackhawks' AHL team.

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