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***JaytheGreat*** · 07-14-2024, 11:39 PM

Written Option 1:

My go to pre game food is pretty is grilled chicken with a side of rice. It's a pretty simple meal that I can find easily during away games and it's something I've mastered to make out home. It's filling, has a good amount of protein but isn't going to slow me down in games or sink in my stomach. Since I've got a grill and learned to use spices it's gotten so much better and at it's base it's a hard dish to mess up. I really started eating chicken and rice in the J, no family to cook for me and I wasn't making that much money so the meal was pretty quick and easy and since then it's stuck. Plus here in Baltimore I know exactly what store to get my chicken from and exactly what store to get the rice from.

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Hummus God · 07-14-2024, 11:41 PM

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Jorec · 07-14-2024, 11:43 PM

Prompt 1

Food is an integral part to any persons state of being. It obviously fills you up but it also sets the tone for the whole day. It can even alter your mood if you eat the right food. For Andren, this food has to be something light, something...fruity. When the man offers to make him his favourite pre-game food, then Andren is going to take him up on it for sure. He's going to ask for his favourite pre-game dish: mango chicken and rice. It has to be specifically done though to be right. Everything has to be perfectly timed so that they are done within a minute of each other. The rice, the chicken and that tangy mango sauce. If it hasn't come off the stove at just the right movement then it won't have the perfect taste and texture to help him elevate his game. Of course, if the man prepares it lousy, it might just piss Andren off to make him a better agitator so it might end up being a win, win regardless.

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Huck24 · 07-14-2024, 11:46 PM

Written Option 2

With the game and the Armada's season on the line, Lyle Odelein IV will always want to yon the ice. He has always tried to be a big game player, someone who can help guide us team to victory. If he needed to try and convince his coaches that he should get a chance to find a way to win the game, he would simple tell the staff that he would be much more happy on the ice than on the bench. He has already shown them all season long that his team scores more when he is on the ice as opposed to when he isn't. If that isn't enough to tip the scales in his favour, he would tell the coaches that he knows, deep down, that he could not only help the team tie up this all important game, he could help turn the tides and give the Armada that extra gear they need to win the game, by scoring that all important tying goal and giving his team the momentum to score the next goal as well, winning the game .

MCP_ · 07-14-2024, 11:47 PM

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Written Option 2: For skaters:

It's game 7, 2 minutes left in the 3rd and are losing 4-3. You haven't had the most stellar game but you have a feeling in your gut that if you're on the ice for the next 2 minutes, your team will score a goal. How do you convince your coach to make sure you get put out there? Do you have a plan of attack? Did you find a weakness in the opponent's gameplan? Do you just tell your coach to trust your hunch?

For Goalies:

Game 7, 2 minutes left winning 4-3 but unfortunately you just let in one of the worst goals of your career. While the coach realistically shouldn't pull you from the net, they're thinking about it because of how bad of a goal that was. What do you say to convince them to let you still play? Or would your confidence be shattered after letting in a goal that really shouldn't have been one?

Jølngüštrâädüvich DuBølk has been in this situation multiple times. Each time, he will always insist on being out on the ice. Being a former Bojo Biscuit winner, he believes that he is the only one who can prevent further damage and lead the team to victory. He will always put up his reputation and dignity and accomplishments on the line, as he is confident that it will be a successful push. He does not need to convince anyone, as he commands respect through his accomplishments (and a few horse heads to team executives for both teams). All he needs is a nod, and he is out on the ice. The play is simple: neutralize any threat imaginable through any means necessary - namely, providing the refs with a bit of kickback - and he is victorious, both in scoring the winning goal and any future scuffles on the ice. He is celebrated (not feared like many would say), and such is how the day would be won.

***SDCore*** · 07-14-2024, 11:49 PM

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***hockeyiscool*** · 07-14-2024, 11:55 PM

Shawn pawn was approached during his before game ritualistic bike ride. Unfortunately Shawn pawn had left his lunch box back at his house. So this man comes out of the woodwork and offers to provide Shawn pawn with a box of under the bridge cheez its despite Shawn pawn's attempt to decline his stomach had something different planned. Full of abdominal cramps from being so hungry, Shawn Pawn grabs the box of cheez its and starts to grab handfuls of the neon orange little nuggets of fake cheese. Shawn pawn refilled and ready to continue onto his pre game ritual as Shawn pawn makes his way back to the stadium to continue on he starts to notice that he is filled with a significant boost of speed and energy more than ever before. He starts on the ice and starts playing like a man possessed by a higher being and has his best single period of his career. Unfortunately the second intermission pops occurs and Shawn pawn is taken out of the game with the revenge of the cheese it's.

*gurbs* · 07-14-2024, 11:59 PM

P1: I can’t play on an empty stomach, and if I don’t perform my pre-game ritual, I might as well be skating with two left feet. So, when everything went haywire and my usual pre-game meal and ritual were out of reach, I was desperate. I wandered the streets, feeling my stomach growl louder.

Out of nowhere, this shady-looking guy appeared. He had that “I’ve got a deal for you” grin that was equal parts intriguing and sketchy. Without missing a beat, he offered me a solution: a meal to boost my game and assistance with my ritual. My brain screamed, “Stranger danger!” but my stomach, louder and more insistent, growled, “Feed me!”

So, against all better judgment, I went for it. I asked for spaghetti carbonara with garlic bread—a dish so comforting it could probably hug me if it had arms. To my surprise, the meal was amazing.

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