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It was another late night in his office, pouring through videos of the upcoming season. For Christian Bergeron, the first few games of the inaugural IWHL would make or break his team.

The Philadelphia Freedom were supposed to be the centrepiece of the new league (International Women's Hockey League), with the former NHL star as coach. He had helped get the league off the ground, with franchises in Toronto, Montreal, Boston, Detroit, Chicago and St. Louis. Many other cities were waiting to see if this would work.

After fielding applicants from nine countries, almost 400 women had been invited to training camps, resulting in almost 200 with contracts. NBC was poised to fill the XFL void, and shelled out decent money to the players.

Bergeron looked at his roster. Of his 26 signed players, 14 were Canadian, 7 American, 2 Russians, 1 Japanese, 1 Swede and 1 Finn.

His strength was in net, with the amazing LeeAnn Solheim between the pipes. He also knew he had good depth up front with Charlene Mineri, Sukya Yamazaki and Natalya Veriskova.

He leaned back, watching some of the Detroit Fire Wings during their training camp. Fast and physical, that's what they were.

OOC: I need players! I'll also need a couple of assistant coaches...let's see what we can do with this!
 
I'll play

Tessa Write -goalie. 5'5 120 lbs, strawberry blonde, 34c. Atletic body but still very feminine
 
Mike

OCC:
hi coach , can I be ur second assistant ??

Tessa , I hope u r as feminine as u say u r , too many coaches are here for u girl :O)
 
Excellent, you're all in, so far...let's get it going and anyone can join in....
 
Tessa

I walked into the Ice rink wearing my usual workout clothes. T-shirt, cut into a belly shirt, and baggypants over spandex. I lugged the heavy bag filled with my goalie equiptment and set it down on the bench.

"how ya doin' coach?" I said looking up at him, considering he was much taller.
 
Coach

"How are you feeling, Tess? Ready for our first full workout? I want to come out of the gate flying," I said.

Then I really looked down and saw her firm young body. Wow! I had to look away quick, or else she'd notice a little stirring in my workout pants, and that would not do. No need for scandal so early in a league's history.

But still...it had been a long time since my wife had left, strangely enough with one of my players. Ouch.
 
Tessa

" I'm doin' great!" I said while strapping on my skates. I walked over to the gate and out onto the Ice. I did some laps, after a couple I started doing a few tricks. I used to do figure skating so I was able to do a feww things like turns and lups. I skated backwards a few laps and came back in.

A few other girls came and went into the locker room. I stood with my back against the plastic that surrounds the rink. I looked at the couch and smiled. "So excited about the season?" I asked catching my breath.
 
Natalya:

I strutted into the rink, looking around and realising I was the last, again. I smiled.

As I headed over to the locker room, I heard someone call out to me. Hope it's not another one of those long American lectures.
 
Harry

"Natalya..." I groaned, "What happened? Why were you late?"

She gave me a nasty look, turned her head, and went back to what she was doing. I tried to stop her, but what would I have said to the star player, "Don't be late! But excellent game last week!" I really wasn't aggressive enough to be an assistant coach. Physically, I was a beast. 6'4 195 lbs of well-earned muscle. But emotionally, well, let's just say I wasn't fit to be a coach at all.
 
Coach

<Natalya, just because you are gifted at hockey does not mean you can flaunt my discipline> I said in Russian to my all-time favorite player.

"Harry, let's get them doing two-on-ones," I said en anglais.

I winked at Tessa. "Should be a good year, Tess, try not to let too many score on you, eh?"
 
Tessa

"Don't worry coach, It will be pretty hard to get one past me." I said with confidence. I started putting on my gear and watched the others doing Two-on-ones. 'Looking very good' I thought.

I turned to the coach, he was intently watching the team. "Looking good huh coach?" I said smiling.
 
Ken

IC:

The coach's right hand , despite the fact that I'm not much of a beast as Billy , but I had the brains as well as the ability to keep things under control so with the coach gone ,I was in charge . I used to be a good player , when I had a set back at the begining of my career due to this knee injury , and so I turned to coaching a couple of years ago for local teams , and this new job was a pretty good chance for me . I always had this thing for tough ladies , I had this attraction since childhood maybe . These were my thoughts as I approached the ice ring watching all of these girls fighting and practicing . I reached the coach : " we've gotta problem , two of our girls won't be ready for the next game , Coach" I said .
 
Natalya:

I grumbled to myself. Even though I was good, and arrogant about it, there was something about this coach that I just couldn't handle. There was this certain respect I had for him and I knew I just could not misbehave.

"Come on Tessa, let's get down to the stuff," I said in perfect American English. I've been living here since I was three.

I skated along the side of the rink, picked up a loose puck and slammed it into the empty net at the far end. Easy.
 
Tessa

"comeon Natalya warm me up!" I skated to the goal and got in ready position. She shot about a dosen to me, but still, none of them got past me.

I knew she worked better when she was pissed to I decided to try pissing her off. "Natalya I told you warm me up!" I shouted at her. She must've seen red because the next one flew right past me. I stood up took off my helmet and smiled. "Now that's more like it."
 
Natalya:

I smiled, as I score the first (probably of many on the night) past Tessa. Like me, she played better when pissed.

"You better keep it (helmet) on, wouldn't look pretty missing your front teeth," as I whacked another right past her just to prove my point.

......

"Hey, made some great saves there," I complimented her, as we skated together back to coach. We'd finished yet another set, just like every other day.
 
Tessa

"Thanks." I replied. "Hey coach you think we're ready for the game saturday?" I asked
 
Natalya:

I echoed Tessa's statement with much enthusiasm. I definitely was ready. If even Tessa couldn't stop me, nobody could.
 
Coach

"Good workout," I said. I had learned long ago to keep my patter down to simple things, and not call them ladies or girls.

"Now, I want to review our game plan with you two in my office. We need to think about a few things."
 
Tessa

"Sure" I said while following him into his office. Natalya followed me. We walked in and he closed the door and locked it. Me and Natalya just looked at eachother and sat down on the chairs, watching him and he sat down behind his desk.
 
Natalya:

As we sat down, a short silence ensued.

"So what's with the game plan coach?" I finally said.
 
Coach

OOC: Geez, I thought I posted a reply here.

BIC: "Okay, here's the deal, before we discuss the game plan. The league is trying to ensure this doesn't become another XFL. They want some of the better players (and better looking) to step up and do some spots, some fashion shoots, things like that. To promote the league. I hope there won't be anything cheesy, because you ladies mean a lot to me."
 
Tessa

"Sounds like a good Idea....and yeah hope it's not cheesy."

I looked at Natalya for her reply, she looked a bit skeptical at first, but then there was just thought.
 
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