Ah, playoffs. A time in every hockey players life where nothing but hockey is the only thing in their minds. Their families get flown in from all over the world to watch them play at home or at the away arena. Their houses that are usually empty are packed full of new jerseys, sticks, gloves, helmets, equipment and most importantly family, despite the player himself who is not present. Every topic of conversation between them and anyone is hockey and they never seem to get sick of talking about it. They hold their heads high full of pride and feel an overwhelming sense of accomplishment, just for making it that far.

The Bruins are about to start round one of the playoffs against Washington and all Brad and Tyler can talk about is how they hope to win them and move onto the next round. Every single conversation is about hockey. And with the wedding a month away, Jamie is more than upset that her wedding is being swept under the rug for what as she calls it, "stupid playoffs". I can't blame the girl, I would be pretty mad too if the biggest day of my life wasn't even thought of by anyone all because of hockey, but that's just the lifestyle. She even went out to get a dress and the boys didn't even notice we had left for the day to go find one.

We were at the table trying to have a peaceful conversation about the upcoming month when Brad and Tyler couldn't help but stay focused on the task we needed them to do. "So in a week on your day off I need you guys to go get fitted for your tux's," Jamie said calmly. "I swear, if we lose to Washington I'm gonna be so embarrassed, they're shit!" Tyler said, shoving his mouth full of some eggs that I had made for breakfast. "I know! I mean, have you seen their stats this year? I don't know how they even made playoffs!" Brad laughed, chugging some orange juice.

"At the beginning of the season you know their staff would have been like, 'playoffs!? You're talking playoffs!?'" Tyler mocked their staff in an annoying and nasally tone and Brad finished his sentence in the same voice. "'I just hope we can win another game!' Aha, stupid fuckers!"
"Guys, we need to discuss this," Jamie said again, trying to be heard, but they were in their own little world. "How do you think LA is gonna do?" Tyler asked. "It's tough to say man, I don't know. I mean, they have had some pretty god games and it's Quick's season for sure."

"Dude, they've just been lucky!" "No way! Pittsburgh has been lucky!" "Oh God yeah, those little babies need their diaper changed and needs to shut up and play some hockey, not cry around all the time." "I know! They complain after every little thing! This isn't basketball!" "Bro, they're playing like soccer players!" "I swear if I could I would knock every one of their teeth out," "That's if you get played," "What are you saying bro?" "You're shit." "I'm shit! You've been riding the pine since the first season!" "I'm sorry, what line are you?" "The same one as you dumbass!" They just continued to bicker and chirp each other, like all guys do.

I could see it in Jamie's face that she was about to explode, and so was I quite frankly. They have done nothing but talk about hockey and it is getting super annoying. If she snapped on them, I wouldn't mind laughing and tagging in. I dozed out of my thoughts when Brad took Tyler in a headlock and they began to play fight in the kitchen. "For fucks sake! Will you shut the hell up and can we please have a conversation about something else other than hockey!? We get it, we know you want to kill Washington tonight and for the remainder of this round. And we understand that you don't like Pittsburgh cuz they're all whiney bitches and that LA has had a shocking season. But you need to move on from something other than hockey. Brad, you are getting married in a month and we still have so much crap to do and you haven't lifted a god damn finger to do anything! Has it not occurred to you that we have a month to get everything done! And you haven't even gotten your tux yet!"

"I'm sorry babe," he said trying not to laugh. "You think this is funny!? I'll show you funny when I go make out with Sean Avery!" Tyler was covering his mouth and laughing his ass off at the situation while Brad became stunned. It was not very surprising at all that she would use him as an example, since a majority of hockey players wives or girlfriends have been wheeled by him in the past. "If you wanna get herpes that's fine with me!" Brad yelled, causing Tyler to burst out laughing even harder. "You don't get it! I just wanna have a nice wedding and you can't seem to do anything but talk about hockey. I understand it means something to you and it does to me too, and I want you to do well, but you need to show more interest in our wedding and relationship," she said walking out of the room. "Guess I should go handle that," Brad said, walking by us to go talk to his furious fiancée.

Tyler and I were left there to eat our breakfast together silently. We haven't really spoken since and it has been incredibly awkward. I was focused on the eggs on my plate and eating to avoid making eye contact with Tyler. "So Kylie, you coming to the game tonight?" he asked, somewhat cocky. "Yes I am. And you know, you don't have to ask me the way you would to a random girl you wanna hook up with right?" "I know, I was just trying to ask you." "Just watch your tone with me." "Oh, and do you mind if one of my ticket holders sit with you and Jamie? I don't want her to sit there by herself." "Do I have a choice?" "Not really." "Well then I'll be delighted," I rolled my eyes, walking out of the kitchen.

**Game Time**
The arena is packed for game one of the first round of playoffs. It seemed like all of Boston showed up. It was crowded! Not one person was seen without a Boston jersey or shirt or something to show support for the team. I personally chose to wear my hoodie since I did not want to wear my Seguin jersey, the only Bruins jersey I owned. When Jamie and I got to our box we were amped for first period to finally be underway. We cheered, yelled, chirped and booed, since the game was entirely in Washington's favor. We noticed all of the men in our box staring at this one girl who showed up to join us. Jamie and I looked at each other with wide eyes.

"Hey, are you two Jamie and Kyle?" she asked in a really high and squeaky voice. "It's Kylie, but yes we are," I replied. Jamie was holding in her laughter just at the look of her, let alone the sound of her high pitched voice. "Oh my God! It is so nice to meet you two! I've heard so much about you two! I'm Tanya, Tyler's new friend. Oh wow, I can't believe I'm actually here at his game!" she said jumping up and down. Her massive boobs were falling out of her extremely low cut top that has "Seguins Bunny" written with a Sharpie on the chest. All the guys were staring at her and smiling, watching her boobs practically fall out.

"Did she swallow a squeak toy as a child?" I asked Jamie in a quiet voice. "Maybe, but she was definitely dropped on her head." We looked over at her who was holding a beer and yelling, "stupid call goalie! You suck!" "Does this broad think the ref is called a goalie?" I asked. Then she yelled, "Great save centre!" at the other teams goalie. "This girl is truly special," Jamie smiled.

The boys thankfully won and it was a happy night. They weren't allowed to go out or anything but they got to go home and celebrate with their families. Jamie went to bed early with Brad and Tyler and Tanya went to his room. I was in bed reading a magazine when I heard him chase her up the stairs growling, "I'm gonna get you my sexy bunny." and her squeaky response, "Oh, I've been a bad bunny!" Let alone while they were having sex, he'd grunt something and she would sound just stupid, yelling his name so high pitch that it could make dogs deaf. I texted Jamie and said, "definitely swallowed a squeaky toy as a kid." She quickly responded back, after hearing Tanya yell, "Ow, Tyler, my head! I already hurt it really bad before," and said, "was definitely dropped too." I couldn't help but laugh and try to go to bed.

Notes

Outfit of the chapter: http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=93669472
So sorry for the late update! I think I have finally cured my writers block! Stay tuned for more updates! :)

*also, sorry for the chirps towards any of your favourite teams or players! it was just to show how hockey players can be and to build Jamie's anger. Sorry!