No Work. All Play.
First Trip With The Boys
Walking into the studio the next day was very scaring as I walked my usual route to my office. My cheeks were on fire as if everyone in the room knew I had kissed Sidney though none of them knew. I rushed into my office and closed the door quickly, taking a deep breath. My phone rang scaring the living day lights out of me, “Hello?” “Hi Brittany, it’s Dave, can you come by to my office as soon as possible please?” “I’m on my way.” I said hanging up.
When I reached Dave’s, a producer of the show, office I walked in and saw Doug sitting in the seat across from his desk. “Good morning Miss Campbell, hope you had a great weekend,” he said with a huge smile on his face. “Likewise. So what is this all about?” I asked taking the seat next to Doug. “Well we thought it would be cool to show the boys on road trips and what not, and the idea was pitched that you go along so we can have someone to bring up a little more personal opinion into the matter. Or someone to be able to explain what they go through every day and what their like. And we all agreed on you.” “Oh, that’s amazing sir, thank you.” “You’re welcome. Now go pack your bags, you going with them to Ottawa.” “What? Now?” “Yes. And this afternoon you are to meet the boys at the airport with your bags. You will be back in three days after their game.”
As surprising as that was for me, I was excited to be doing this. Yes, it is my job, but I feel as though I am already starting to form friendships with the boys. At the airport I saw the heard of players and knew where to go. I decided to talk to the older players and did a mini blog on the “Britt cam” they gave me. The camera crew (Cameron and Eric) weren’t allowed to film at the airport. When we were escorted onto the private jet the boys all took their usual seats. Marc-Andre and Sidney always had to sit next to each other at the front of the plane. I chose to sit at the back with an empty seat beside me, and worked on my questions.
The whole plane ride was full of discussion and laughter. It was only 2 when we took off and in about 2 more hours we would soon be in Ottawa. The boys also have the night off so I’m planning on doing some behind the scenes footage and interviews. “I take it you come last minute?” Geno asked. “Yup.” “No time to prepare either?” “Nope.” “That sucks.” He was so funny. I ended up shooting a little bit with him on the plane and explaining the seating arrangement, giving me a tour of the plane.
At the hotel the arrangement was pretty simple. Most players had to share their rooms, except Sidney. He always got his own room because he needs the focus. I also got my own room because I am the only girl in this crew. My room was beside Jordan and Matt Cooke’s room. They were pretty noisy and had some loud and interesting conversations. Around 6 someone knocked on my door. It was Geno, “Hey, you wanna come to dinner with us?” “Sure,” “You’re a girl; you need a 10 minute to get ready?” “Maybe 2.” I winked.
When I came downstairs in a high waste skirt, since it’s spring, and a fairly low cut top they all looked at me different. “Yes, I am the only one here with boobs; a girl can show em off sometimes.” I joked. All the players looked really nice dressed up in casual clothes, mainly button up shirts, cargos and flip flops. I sat next to Max and TK. About three minutes after we got our drinks Marc-Andre said, “You know he’s looking down your shirt right?” “I know,” I said pulling up my shirt. “What can I say? I’m a guy,” “You’re a flirt,” I said. “That’s why you never sit next to Max for anything.” Sidney said sipping his drink.
I had taken a few videos at the restaurant and took a hilarious one with Max. By the time we got back to the hotel, coach reminded them of their curfew and when to get up and when their meeting to go to practice. I had decided to stay in my room. It sounded like the boys next door were having a great time. I could tell that Sidney was in their room too. Cookie had left shortly after a few others arrived. They knocked on my door adjoining to my room. I wonder what they want now….
When I reached Dave’s, a producer of the show, office I walked in and saw Doug sitting in the seat across from his desk. “Good morning Miss Campbell, hope you had a great weekend,” he said with a huge smile on his face. “Likewise. So what is this all about?” I asked taking the seat next to Doug. “Well we thought it would be cool to show the boys on road trips and what not, and the idea was pitched that you go along so we can have someone to bring up a little more personal opinion into the matter. Or someone to be able to explain what they go through every day and what their like. And we all agreed on you.” “Oh, that’s amazing sir, thank you.” “You’re welcome. Now go pack your bags, you going with them to Ottawa.” “What? Now?” “Yes. And this afternoon you are to meet the boys at the airport with your bags. You will be back in three days after their game.”
As surprising as that was for me, I was excited to be doing this. Yes, it is my job, but I feel as though I am already starting to form friendships with the boys. At the airport I saw the heard of players and knew where to go. I decided to talk to the older players and did a mini blog on the “Britt cam” they gave me. The camera crew (Cameron and Eric) weren’t allowed to film at the airport. When we were escorted onto the private jet the boys all took their usual seats. Marc-Andre and Sidney always had to sit next to each other at the front of the plane. I chose to sit at the back with an empty seat beside me, and worked on my questions.
The whole plane ride was full of discussion and laughter. It was only 2 when we took off and in about 2 more hours we would soon be in Ottawa. The boys also have the night off so I’m planning on doing some behind the scenes footage and interviews. “I take it you come last minute?” Geno asked. “Yup.” “No time to prepare either?” “Nope.” “That sucks.” He was so funny. I ended up shooting a little bit with him on the plane and explaining the seating arrangement, giving me a tour of the plane.
At the hotel the arrangement was pretty simple. Most players had to share their rooms, except Sidney. He always got his own room because he needs the focus. I also got my own room because I am the only girl in this crew. My room was beside Jordan and Matt Cooke’s room. They were pretty noisy and had some loud and interesting conversations. Around 6 someone knocked on my door. It was Geno, “Hey, you wanna come to dinner with us?” “Sure,” “You’re a girl; you need a 10 minute to get ready?” “Maybe 2.” I winked.
When I came downstairs in a high waste skirt, since it’s spring, and a fairly low cut top they all looked at me different. “Yes, I am the only one here with boobs; a girl can show em off sometimes.” I joked. All the players looked really nice dressed up in casual clothes, mainly button up shirts, cargos and flip flops. I sat next to Max and TK. About three minutes after we got our drinks Marc-Andre said, “You know he’s looking down your shirt right?” “I know,” I said pulling up my shirt. “What can I say? I’m a guy,” “You’re a flirt,” I said. “That’s why you never sit next to Max for anything.” Sidney said sipping his drink.
I had taken a few videos at the restaurant and took a hilarious one with Max. By the time we got back to the hotel, coach reminded them of their curfew and when to get up and when their meeting to go to practice. I had decided to stay in my room. It sounded like the boys next door were having a great time. I could tell that Sidney was in their room too. Cookie had left shortly after a few others arrived. They knocked on my door adjoining to my room. I wonder what they want now….
Notes
Ouuu what do you think is gonna happen? ;)
7/29/13