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daBenchwarmer · 12-18-2016, 07:45 PM

[The YouTube video starts up , a small watermark in the bottom right corner fading in reading "ADMIRALS" the Portland Admirals Logo fills the screen, and superimposed on it for two seconds, the text

<div align="center">Mic'd Up
Colin Banning (<a href='index.php?showuser=2199' rel='nofollow' alt='profile link' class='user-tagged mgroup-23'>BANNING</a>)
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The video opens up to a shot of Banning tying his skates at his locker in the visitor's locker room, earphones jammed into his ears, blasting some sort of music. A few figures pass by the rookie, paying him no attention as they jabber away. As Banning finishes tying his skates, he looks up only to see a fully geared Admirals player loom over him. Banning's teammate, Isaac Kaiser.]

KAISER: You ready bud?

BANNING: I'm trying to get as boring as I can for this mic'd up. Is it working?

KAISER: Sadly no. I prefer you when you don't crack jokes.

BANNING: Where you slotting up tonight?

KAISER: Casmaar has me on the 2nd line. Heard you're playin' with Rivey tonight.

BANNING: Wonderful. Kid's a jabber.

KAISER: Maybe he'll bring some personality out of you.

[Kaiser walks forward, tapping Banning's shinguards as he heads out to the hallway where the Admirals are grouping up for their skate out to the rink. Banning continues his tradition, tying his skates and putting on his gear.]

[The scene shifts to a slanted shot of Banning standing across from a towering defence man. The current face of the Portland Admirals' youth movement: Kelly Rivet.]

RIVET: You mic'd?

BANNING: I'd assume so.

RIVET: Make me look good out there, eh Bans?

[Rivet taps Banning's side with his stick as someone calls out for the Admirals to start making their way onto the ice. Moving forward, Rivet leads the way out, tapping one or two of the few fists from the fans as he skates on the dimly lit ice. Immediately, the Winnipeg home crowd begins to boo the Admirals as they make their way onto the ice. As soon as the Jets take the ice however, they begin to cheer.]

[In the dim rink, Banning skates next to Rivet, who performs a strange stretch in preparation for the game.]

RIVET: Hey so for the defensive zone gap coverage. There's a guy on the Jets who we gotta look out for.

BANNING: Who?

RIVET: Pellegrino. Guy's the fastest motherf--ker you'll ever see. He'll be on my side, but in case if he swings over to your side, just try to keep up with him.

BANNING: Gotcha.

[The scene shifts to opening face-off, Banning standing back from the face-off as it is won by Otto. The puck swings back to Banning, who sends it over Rivet. Rivet immediately passes it up to Bent.

Striding forward, but making sure he's back enough to defend in case of a turnover. Banning kept up with the movement of the puck and as soon as one of the Admirals players wheeled about the net and sent it up the boards, Banning was there, flinging it back down low. As soon as he did that however, one of the Jets players picked the puck up.]

RIVET: Banning! Shift!

[Banning quickly looked over to see Rivet skating hard over towards the Jets player, and struck him with an open ice hit. The puck kept moving forward however, and came to Banning, who sent it to an open Admirals player. As soon as the player entered the zone, they were pinned by a Jets player and turned the puck over.

A whistle sounded as Banning looked over to one of the referees, confused.]

REF: Blue! Number 75! Slashing!

[One of the Jets players began skating over to the penalty box, arguing the call with the ref. Banning then looked back to see Rivet holding his wrist as he skated over to the bench. Banning followed him.]

BANNING: You good Rivs?

RIVET: F--ker got me right on the wrist man.

[The two watched as one of the medical staff members checked Rivet's wrist before looking at him.]

STAFF: Does it sting?

RIVET: Does it ever.

STAFF: Can you move it without pain though?

RIVET: Yep. Feels like it.

STAFF: You should be good then.

[The scene shifts to Banning corralling a loose puck on the ensuing powerplay. Moving slowly to the top of the slot, He sends it over to a waiting Otto. Otto sends it down low behind the net to a waiting Robinson. Robinson draws a defender before sending over to Otto, who finds a wide open Obrana in the middle of the slot. The quick saucer pass and the one-timer by Obrana seal the cycle.

Goal.

The Admirals on the ice cheer and whoop as Obrana spins his stick in a twirling motion before sheathing it like a sword. The powerplay unit crowds the youngster as they celebrate with him.]

???: That's a f--king beauty bud!

BANNING: I'm digging it bro!

???: WAAAAY FIRST GOAL OF THE GAME B---HES!

[The huddle then breaks as the Admirals made their way back to the bench, high fiving or fistbumping the players on the bench.]

[The scene once again shifts to another Admirals powerplay. Banning stands at the very top of the offensive zone as the Admirals cycle the puck down low. Seeing one of his teammates, presumably Beau Bent, receive the puck and draw it to the top of the left penalty circle, Banning swung down to the top of the slot to receive the pass.]

BANNING: Bent! Here! Open! Open!

[Acknowledging Banning's calls for the puck, Bent makes a fancy move past a defender before sending the puck over to a wide open Banning, who blasts the one-timer. The puck sails in the air before hitting the top right corner of the net, going in.

Colin Banning's first career goal in the SHL goal. The Admirals now lead the Jets 2-0.

Banning had little time to react before he was crowded by his teammates, one of whom had the puck in his possession.]

RIVET: First goal! First goal! WHOOO!

???: Banns, you want the puck or what?

BENT: Sick one-timer bud! F--king love it!

[As the crowd dispersed and began heading back to the bench, Banning was subjected to head rubs and cheering, particularly from Halifax teammate, Isaac Kaiser.]

KAISER: That's my f--king boy! Atta f--king boy Bans!

[The scene shifts to Banning watching the game from the bench. His focus clearly on the ice.]

BANNING: Step up Robby!

[A collective ooh could be heard from the crowd as Banning grins.]

[The scene shifts again, with Banning jumping on the ice following a change. With the puck coming down towards the Portland end, Banning immediately assumes a defensive position as the puck is dumped in. Turning around to face the puck, Banning made a quick burst of speed to corral the puck before sending a quick, hard pass to a waiting winger.]

BANNING: You got me back if you need it!

[The puck was flung backwards as Banning took it forward, moving past a Jets player before powering hard to the outside of the Jets' defence man. Wheeling backwards, he then sent the puck longitudinal to Rivet, who sent a one-time pass down low to a waiting Admirals forward. The Admirals continued to cycle the puck before a quick wrap-around attempt from one of the forwards was gloved down and smothered.]

[The scene shifts to an extended period of Jets offence in the Admirals' zone. With the constant cycle of the Jets passing the puck back and forth, quickly outpacing the young Admirals team, Banning is busy engaged in a battle in front with one of the Jets players.]

???: Keep trying rook.

BANNING: F--k you man. Fat ass.

[From the point, a heavy slapshot comes in and hits both the Jets player and then Banning before being caught by the Admirals' goalie, Tyler No Nerves. Immediately, the Jets player tries rushing No Nerves, jabbing at his glove. Banning aggressively grabs the Jets player and throws him to the ground.]

BANNING: Don't f--king touch him bud!

???: F--k you, I do what I want you f--king rookie!

[Caught on camera is the Admirals and Jets players all crowding around the scrum, pushing and shoving as the refs immediately begin breaking everyone else up. Banning eventually gets off the Jets player, letting loose a flurry of curses at the player as he skates back over to the Admirals bench.]

[The video closes with the Admirals closing in on No Nerves as they celebrate their 3-1 win. Banning is seen tapping No Nerves' pads while rubbing his mask.]

BANNING: Good game buddy.

[Cut to Black, with red text overlay:

<div align="center">Admirals Mic'd Up</div>

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