Stay home and wait to hear from the team that picks you.” “You might sit in the stands for two days and not get drafted. Still, she had warned Rocket not to go to the draft. A few scouts had called Coach Sonia to ask about him. He’d scored thirty-nine goals in midget last season, fourth highest in the league. The three of them had been obsessed with the Ontario Hockey League draft for weeks, though Rocket pretended to be low-key. Rocket had known he wouldn’t go in the first three rounds. The Oshawa Generals grabbed Adam early in round two, with the third pick. Ty went fifth in round one to the London Knights. Yesterday he’d come for his friends, Tyler and Adam, and he’d been stoked when they were drafted. Six hours slouched in this spot, waiting for his name to be called, had numbed his body and his nerves. The people in front of him nearly jumped out of their seats. To the kids who play the game for all the right reasons.įeedback crackled like thunder over the arena’s loudspeaker.
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