06-12-2020, 10:29 AM(This post was last modified: 06-12-2020, 10:31 AM by Z0REM.)
You quickly realize that breaking the glass was a foolish decision and your fellow teammates take your sticks and form a phalanx.
Shoulder to shoulder you brace for the incoming tide of angry fans. "HOLD THE LINE!" Your captain says.
AS the first wave strikes the whole team is pushed back a little bit. It feels like an unwinnable situation. You are tired from playing a 60-minute game, but fear is giving you adrenaline right now. At some point, the front line is able to dig in their skates and stop sliding backward.
"AS ONE!" the captain yells
With a great "HOORAH" the front line pushes back the horde while the 2nd line comes through the gaps with their sticks and thrusting them into the guts of the assaulters.
Before the attackers can swarm through the blocks in the phalanx, the 2nd line steps up and defends. You step back and let your teammates take some of the attack now while you stab at any fan unlucky enough to come accross the end of your stick.
Slowly, you and your team work your way across the ice, through the seeting mass of the angry fans. As you get to the entrance to your locker room you quickly all reatreat to and live to fight... I mean skate another day.