In the Game
Wed, Sept 21, 5:00 PM ET, Ottawa Ontario, Canada.
The Boston Bruins were in Scotiabank Place for the nights pre-season game against the Ottawa Senators. There was plenty going on behind the scenes. Patrice Bergeron was in the trainers room, getting a knee injury looked at. Dougie Hamilton was in the hallway, head bowed, deep in concentration. Zdeno Chara was leading a group of about 8 or 9 bruins out to the stands to play a game of one touch soccer.
In the coaches room, Claude Julien was just finishing giving orders to his scouts. He closed his briefcase, and walked into the dressing room.
"Hey there Marchy!" He said. "Ready to win a game for us here?"
"You bet!" Brad Marchand replied, looking up from taping a stick in his stall.
"Awesome." Claude returned Brad's nervous smile.
He walked through the room, and out into the hallway. Adam McQuaid was pacing in the hall, waiting for an equipment manager to bring him more sock tape. He glanced up, and nodded towards Claude. Claude returned the nod, and dissapeared into the video replay room.
In the stands, the boys were not having luck with the soccer ball. It was stuck in the netting that kept pucks from flying off of the ice surface. Chara had Bergeron on his shoulders, and he still couldn't reach the ball. Tyler Seguin came running back from the tunnels with a hockey stick, and passed it to Bergeron. Bergy poked at the ball with the stick, and eventually it fell to the ground. The boys cheered, and Chara picked the ball up, and started another round.
"Krej, you will be on the second line to start the year. Right after Bergy's line." Julien informed David Krejci in the dressing room.
The bruins players and staff continued to work in the system, and as time passed, the boys got tired of soccer and came into the dressing room. The clock ticked, and the Bruins were half an hour closer to puck drop.
In the coaches room, Claude Julien was just finishing giving orders to his scouts. He closed his briefcase, and walked into the dressing room.
"Hey there Marchy!" He said. "Ready to win a game for us here?"
"You bet!" Brad Marchand replied, looking up from taping a stick in his stall.
"Awesome." Claude returned Brad's nervous smile.
He walked through the room, and out into the hallway. Adam McQuaid was pacing in the hall, waiting for an equipment manager to bring him more sock tape. He glanced up, and nodded towards Claude. Claude returned the nod, and dissapeared into the video replay room.
In the stands, the boys were not having luck with the soccer ball. It was stuck in the netting that kept pucks from flying off of the ice surface. Chara had Bergeron on his shoulders, and he still couldn't reach the ball. Tyler Seguin came running back from the tunnels with a hockey stick, and passed it to Bergeron. Bergy poked at the ball with the stick, and eventually it fell to the ground. The boys cheered, and Chara picked the ball up, and started another round.
"Krej, you will be on the second line to start the year. Right after Bergy's line." Julien informed David Krejci in the dressing room.
The bruins players and staff continued to work in the system, and as time passed, the boys got tired of soccer and came into the dressing room. The clock ticked, and the Bruins were half an hour closer to puck drop.
