Not Just one Year

The day of the first game of the NHL is here, I was excited because it's been my first game in live. I was not in the press box because for the moment Mario wanted near to me to help me a little. This was so awesome, I have taken lots of pictures. I'm so happy and proud to be with the team now.

"Did you like the game"
"Yes, so much, thank you Mario for have given me the opportunity"
"No problem, if I can help young people"
We laughed After

I have done with the others interviews. Sid in press mode was something extraordinary. Before the first game, some guys on the team and Geno have told me that they had a game about what he could tell.
I was laughing In my head over this.

I have seen Geno and he kissed me very rapidly because we have not told everyone and we start slowly.

"Date tomorrow at my home?"
"Yeah"
"You want that I take you home?"
"No that okay"
"I text you later"

I finish writing my articles, Mario has left, but Sid come see me.

"Mario have given me the mission of search you and bring you home"
"Ok, can you wait me a little?"
"No problem"
"Did you enjoy the game?"
"Yes, that was awesome"
"I'm glad"
"That was one awesome goal that you have scored"
"Thanks"

We continue to talk to that I arrive at Mario.

"I miss sometimes living with them"
"You have lived with them for a long time?"
"Yeah, it feels so weird sometimes to see you here the morning"
He was laughing
"Sorry about that"
"No problem"
We were smiling

"You know, since the beginning you are here, I really like you and I really consider like my best friend"
"Sid..."
He kissed my cheek
"I talk to you later"
"Yeah"
It was one awesome journey between the game, the interview, my accreditation and then Geno who kissed me again, and Sid, who tells me about the fact that I'm his best friend.

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