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Youngblood! Youngblood!

Youngblood! Youngblood!

Youngblood! Youngblood!

Dean!

Pass!

Yes!

Yeah, Dean, come on.

Come on, Dean!

Pass the puck!

Dean, I’m open!

Here, watch this.

Come on, Dean. Over here.

Yo! Come on, Dean! Pass the puck!

-Come on. Let’s go, hot dog.

- Come on! - Come on, Jason, fight!

- Come on! - Fight! Fight! Fight!

What’re you looking over there for, huh?

Let’s go, superstar.

-Stay out of it, Kelly.

Sit down.

Fight! Fight! Fight!

Hit me, man. Come on. Hit me!

Fight! Fight! Fight!

Come on. Let’s go, kid. Hit me back.

All right, boys! Break it up.

Break it up. Each to a side.

-Yeah, it’s easier to just quit, isn’t it?

What are y’all yelling about, Blane?

-And, Dean, get back here and pick up this gear.

- Blane. - Boy, when I tell you.

-Blane!

-The boy can’t be this soft, Rue.

That boy is nine years old.

Yeah, and how old is too old

for him to understand what’s comin’ at him?

You had it hard.

That doesn’t mean he needs to learn that way.

Hey...

-The world is hard enough.

Now make yourself useful and please get dinner started.

-Yes, dear? -Yes... dear.

-Mm.

Tell me, how do you win hockey games?

-By scoring goals.

-And how do you score goals?

-Shooting the puck in the net.

-And how many goals do you get for fightin’?

Mm-hmm.

They wanna fight you because you’re good, Dean.

There are people walking around out there

carrying a lotta hurt.

Don’t let someone else’s pain change who you are.

Promise? -Promise.

You remember this?

The Winged Wheel is a symbol for speed and motion.

Whenever you see this pin,

I want you to remember what I just said. Okay?

Dad!

Rue? Rue?

-Again.

What I need you to understand

is that nobody’s offering you any free handouts.

Now, hockey will teach you

what you need to know about life.

What you need to... to... to survive in this world.

But you gotta work three times harder

than the next man.

Nice. C’mon. C’mon! One, two, three...

I wish it wasn’t the case, but that’s the way it is.

Come on, there you go.

So, use it.

Let it drive you.

Let it push you.

Get up, get up, get up. Why you lookin’ scared?

Hit me.

Harder. Harder.

C’mere.

Go.

Again.

One, two, three, four, five,

six, seven, eight, nine, ten.

Nice. Nice.

C’mon, c’mon!

There we go. Again.

Those boys out there are not your friends.

They think you’re trying to take

what belongs to them.

They’ll do anything they can to beat you down.

Don’t you ever hesitate

when some boy steps to you again.

Not ever.

How’s that taste, boy?

What’d you say?

What’d you call me?

♪ Ay, ay ♪

♪ Gotta get away ♪ ♪ Gotta get away ♪

♪ Gotta get away from here ♪

♪ Gotta get away ♪ ♪ Gotta get away ♪

♪ Gotta get away ♪ ♪ Gotta get away ♪

-Two more days, man.

Yo, all this time,

I didn’t think you could count that high.

-Startin’ to feel real though, am I right?

-Doesn’t even matter, man.

Suspension might be over, but the season’s done.

-Well, I’m not the only one countin’ down the days, man.

Yeah.

Come on, Wings!

-These refs, man! -Ah!

I can call a better game with one eye.

Want another one, Pop? -Yeah.

-Yo, D!

Yo!

Come watch the game with us, man.

Nah, man, I’m good.

-Look at this.

-Oh, thanks, Kelly.

It’s good to see you’re keeping in shape, Dean.

-Yeah, yeah. Not much else to do.

-You wanna tell me why we haven’t heard from you...

or anyone else since Dean was suspended?

I mean, one minute, he’s a top prospect.

Next, everybody’s pissin’ off.

-Um... oh, so, what...

what brings you to Southfield, Coach?

-Hamilton Mustangs.

They’re finishing their season.

They’re going into the playoffs.

They’ve been decimated by injuries.

So what’s that gotta do with Dean?

-Lucas Turco, he’s the GM there.

He’s a friend of mine, and more importantly,

they’re calling up two players...

two players to fight for one spot.

-So, they’re okay with Dean coming off his suspension?

-Dean served his time.

- We all have to move forward. - "Forward"?

You know my son lost a whole season.

Lost his scholarship.

You gonna tell me about moving forward?

Blane, I stuck my neck out

to vouch for Dean’s character.

And now we all, all of us, we have to...

we have to put that unfortunate

incident behind us.

-Inconvenient racial incident.

Um...

Who... who... who’s the coach?

Murray Chadwick still.

He’s been there for six years.

Since they brought him up from Omaha, he’s...

he’s done right by the team.

Guys, listen...

This is Dean’s...

It’s not his best shot, I’ll be honest with you,

it’s probably his only shot to get back on the radar.

-What do you know about this Chadwick that I don’t?

-This wasn’t a...

honorable discharge sort of situation.

He got shuffled for a reason, Pop.

Let’s go, hotshot.

C’mon. C’mon.

-All right, all right, okay.

You come at me.

Come on, hit me.

Don’t you turtle on me, boy. -I’m not.

-Then get your head out that shell.

Hit me.

-I can take you.

-All right.

Yeah.

Yeah, yeah.

C’mon, you gotta do better than that, boy.

Hoo...

Hey, that’s it, that’s it!

Kid looks ready, Pop.

-You give them zero excuses.

When you get there, you find the toughest guy,

and you put him on his ass.

We done worked too long and hard

for you to let anybody take this from you.

Look at your little brother. -Yeah.

-Wait, the old truck?

Kelly fixed it for ya.

-Hey, thanks, Pop.

Hmm.

- Thanks, man. - Appreciate ya.

All right, boys,

just like we talked about in the room.

Three on two. Single re-group.

I want to focus on passing and communication.

- You got that? - Yes, Coach!

All right, we’re gonna run Youngblood

and Savoy through some line combos.

Don’t go easy on ’em. Sutton!

-Let’s do this, boys! Get the blood going!

-Ready?

Come on, Savoy.

Come on, boys, skate! Skate!

Go, go, go!

Where’s the shot? Where’s the shot?

Cheap shot, rook!

- Ahh, shit! - Next group, come on!

All right, go get it!

-Okay, Youngblood, go get it. Get it!

- Let’s go! Let’s go! - Go wide!

- That’s too easy. - Nice save, Lempy.

Come on, Youngblood.

Okay, go again.

Go get it! Yeah, yeah, yeah!

Let’s get the shot!

Nice, Lempy!

-I don’t even want this puck.

Nice try, kid.

Lempy, you got it!

Nice save, Lempy!

Next line.

- Hustle boys, hustle! - Wheels, wheels!

-Yeah, here, Youngblood. -Boards, boards.

Pretty D, baby!

Pick up your man.

That a boy, Lempy. Nice save, bud.

Come on, boys!

Okay, go again.

All right, let’s run it again,

let’s run it again!

So, what do you think?

-I like Savoy.

He’s strong on the puck.

Good kid.

-No, Youngblood.

His metrics were right up there with the best

before he had to sit. -Yeah, Turc, I know.

I’m not blind. He’s a good player,

but it’s also complicated with him, right?

And that’s my call, as far as I remember.

-It’s time to turn over every stone, Murray.

You built a strong culture,

we’ve had great regular seasons,

but nothing in the playoffs, not a single round.

-You weren’t exactly puttin’ up banners

before I got here, man.

-Let me be clear,

I’m expecting a deep run this year.

That’s your man, that’s your man!

Move that puck!

-Oh, shit, you all right?

-Yo, what was that shit, man?

You had to take me down? -You want to go, rook?

-Hey!

What, ’cause you can’t--

Boys, boys!

Hey, hey!

Off the ice now!

Youngblood, chill out!

Hey, Erv. Send him up to Turco’s office

when you’re done, yeah? -Yeah, will do.

-Yeah, maybe give him a brain transplant

while you’re at it.

-Yeah, don’t worry,

they don’t let me do those anymore.

Come in.

Trying to get yourself a second suspension

out there, or what?

-Oh, no, I... I was defending myself.

-I’m gonna tell you right now, that bullshit that you pulled

back in Detroit, that’s not...

that’s not gonna fly up here, okay?

Uh...

Dean Youngblood.

Uh, hi.

-Your brother was Kelly.

-Yeah, he, uh... he still is.

-It’s a shame how things went down for him.

-Right, yeah. -Have a seat.

All right, full transparency,

your old Coach Hall called in a favor

to get you out here.

-I understand.

-But now that we’ve seen you,

we think there might be a place for you here,

if you’re willing to put in the work.

Uh, yeah... of course.

-All right, good. We got a couple games

left in the regular season.

Gives you enough time to shake off the rust.

You got high-end skills, Dean.

But at this level, that’s not enough.

You gotta have it between the ears, too.

-Yeah, I understand.

Uh, thank you.

Thank you, Coach.

Welcome to the team.

I’m gonna say this one time.

On my team,

the Mustang on your chest

is way more important than the name on your back.

And if you remember that, there’ll be no problems.

Clear? -Clear.

-Okay, then.

-What’s up, li’l dude?

Is your, uh, your mom home?

-I’m not a dude!

I’m so sorry about that.

Um, Dean?

-Yes. -Maggie.

-Nice to meet you. -Come on in. Winnie!

Sutton stayed with us his rookie year.

Now, he’s a top prospect for the Rangers.

Uh, it’s private.

You know, you have a shower, kitchenette.

And the Wi-Fi password’s easy to remember...

99-66-87-97.

-Gretzky, Lemieux, Crosby, McDavid.

- Yeah. - It was Winnie’s idea.

Curfew is 11:00, even for your lady friends.

And look, it’s... all clean slates here.

Leave your past where it is

and focus on what you came here to do, okay?

-Yeah.

-Winnie made the cookies.

♪ With my love ♪

♪ All you need... ♪

-Yes, star, what’s the word?

- Hey, look. Where’s Pop? - He’s right here.

Yo, Pop! It’s Dean.

-You gonna tell us some good news, or what?

-I made the team!

-Let’s go!

-Hey, look, man, I got a game Sunday.

I can get y’all tickets.

-You did like I told you?

-Yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah.

They know I’m not backin’ down from nobody.

Just stay the course.

That’s when good things will happen.

Yeah, I know, Pop.

-You’re mumbling. I can’t hear you.

-I said, I know, Pop.

You call me if you need anything, all right?

Yeah, yeah.

-Yo, I’m proud of you, man. For real.

-Thanks, Kel.

Whoo!

Thought you said you’re working on your shot?

Yo, X, better keep that chin tucked.

He’s comin’ for round two.

-Go tell him that.

Hey, rook. Welcome to the team.

You got good wheels, man.

We could have used you, like, 30 games ago.

-Nah, Cap. He wasn’t playin’ 30 games ago.

Asshole.

Get used to it. Captain Quebec.

Would you guys be quiet, man?

- Hey, X-Man. - What?

I heard your sister’s comin’ to the game tonight.

- Huh? Shut up. - Oh, yeah.

On my whistle, let’s go!

-Wheels, wheels! -Skate, skate, skate.

- Keep the spacing! - Come on, boys!

Let’s go! Move the puck!

There you go. There you go.

That’s it.

Left side! Left side!

-Pick it up! Pick it up!

Hey, hey, hey, hey, Youngblood, move the puck.

- I’m open! - Youngblood!

Pass the puck!

- Hey! - Wow, Lempy, you suck.

Youngblood, you’re playing for the Mustangs.

It’s not the Youngbloods, it’s the Mustangs.

When I say move the puck,

I don’t mean hold on to the puck,

I mean move the puck!

Let’s go!

Go hit the shower, Youngblood.

Hey, bro.

-Punk-ass cowards.

Shit!

Oh.

Locked out?

-Nah. Nah, I’m... I’m good.

-Okay, well, you do a great impression

of a guy who’s locked out, then.

I’ll, uh, tell Dougie there’s a stray Mustang in the hall.

-Okay. Uh, yeah. Thanks.

Yeah, I’m... I’m...

I’m Dean.

-And I’m... gonna walk through this door, okay?

Watch and learn.

Go on, take your time.

Comin’, Pop.

-Early is on time, on time is late,

and late is what?

-Unacceptable. -There it is.

I’m sorry.

Well, there is electricity in the air

here in Westdale Arena,

as the Hamilton Mustangs take on the Orillia Titans.

And a bit of a surprise

to talk about with the Mustangs.

That comes in the form of

18-year-old Dean Youngblood.

He’s a call-up from Detroit,

and they are very high on this prospect.

He’s known for his speed and his scoring.

We’ll see what he can bring here tonight.

-Youngblood, get up here.

Rookies gotta run the gauntlet alone.

- That’s right. - And lose the helmet.

- Give it to me. - Free up. Take it off.

Come on, hotshot, don’t be scared.

Come on, rookie.

It’s a great tradition in hockey,

sending out the old rook for a solo lap,

but it’s everything that a young kid dreams of,

getting that one lap as he makes his rookie debut.

-All right, let’s do this, boys.

Let’s go! Let’s do it!

Good luck to you. Good luck to you.

Please rise if you’re able...

Mustangs and Titans,

here we go.

And this is a massive game

for the Mustangs.

They’re gonna need everybody on board in this 60 minutes

as they fight for playoff position.

We’ll see if they can get off to a good start tonight.

Titans wasting no time

going right to work on the offense.

Working the puck down low,

trying to get somebody loose out in front.

Here comes the pass. Big shot.

Scores!

And the Titans take a one-to-nothing lead.

Mustangs with confusion in their own zone,

and now they’re gonna trail

one to nothing after 20 minutes.

And Coach Chadwick can’t be happy with that.

Boards! Boards!

Okay, Harrison. Line. Let’s go!

Good work, boys.

This is Sutton, working it down low

along the boards.

He’s looking for a little bit of room,

and he’s gonna find it.

Here comes a chance.

He scores!

Sutton, what a move! What a goal!

Mustangs needed a response,

and they found it from their captain, Denis Sutton,

with just an amazing individual effort

to tie this game up at one apiece.

-Sutton, stay out there.

-Why don’t you ride these other pigeons, man?

Mustang goal.

-What is this?

-What’d I say about this guy, Pop?

Let’s go, Mustangs!

Wait. Be still.

And face-off in the neutral zone.

Webb-Trotter and Xavier Harris out there.

Harris looking for a bit of room, he’s--

And Harris is crunched by Webb-Trotter!

Big hit! And a message sent there.

Message sent and message delivered.

And Harris, he is laboring to the bench.

And Coach Chadwick has to be concerned about his player.

Makes you wonder if that opens the door of opportunity

for 18-year-old rookie, Dean Youngblood,

to get his first shift of the game.

Yeah, let’s go, boys. Let’s go.

-Get a shift yet?

-Bro, shut up and play the game.

-Gonna need surgery for those splinters

in your ass, Youngblood. -Yeah? You got jokes?

-Yeah? -Hey!

Goddamn it!

Youngblood, very undisciplined,

on the bench, and he is gonna

take a penalty. Wow.

Ten White, unsportsmanlike.

-Oh, I know you’re not buyin’ that dive, ref.

-Shut your mouth and get in the box.

-Let’s go.

Coach Chadwick can’t be happy

with that reaction from the 18-year-old rookie.

He’s about to take a penalty

before he even has his first shift

in a Mustangs sweater.

And now his team is going to be at a disadvantage

as he’ll sit in the penalty box

for two minutes on this one.

And the Titans about to go on the power play.

You’re out of the game!

- Pop... - Pathetic.

Let’s go, Mustangs!

-Woo-hoo! Ha, ha!

Woo!

Good job, boys.

All right, listen up, boys! Listen up!

Hell of an effort tonight, gentlemen.

Fantastic.

- Yeah! - Hey, boys!

-You dug deep as a team.

You battled hard as a team. And you held your ground...

- As a team! - A what?

- A team! Woo! - That’s right!

And the shorthanded goal, Sutsy!

So, without further notice, the crown goes to...

Denis Sutton!

Thank you, Coach. But if you don’t mind,

I’d like to put this on Lempy’s head,

since he carried us all night!

-Woo!

We’re going to Lucky’s club!

- Hi, this is Blane. - I’m not here right now.

Leave a message.

-Uh... hey, Dad.

Hey, I must’ve, you know, missed you after the game.

Just gimme a call when you can.

Hey, what’s up?

-Tough night, rook?

Uh... the guys usually head to Lucky’s after,

if you’re wondering.

- Lucky’s, right. - Yeah.

Not sure I’m in the mood.

-All right. Take it easy, rook.

-Hey!

Is that, uh, where you’re going?

Hey, rook!

Come sit with us, man. I thought you were home.

Want a drink?

Hey, can I get a vodka for the new kid

and a round for my Mustangs, please?

-Hey, Youngblood, that was quite the debut.

- Water for us. - Seven seconds

of impactful ice time from the bench to the box.

-Yeah, glad I left an impression.

I can’t believe you came.

I thought you weren’t gonna come.

I’m glad, uh, you gave the crown to Lempy

because it’s the only reason why you guys are winning

- any games, right? - Oh.

No, he did good.

-Thank you, yeah, you always got my back, Jessie.

- I see my friend. - Oh, yeah.

-Oh, it’s coming, boys. Thank you, kindly.

Speech!

My Mustangs,

great game tonight, boys.

Hey, Charles, stop the bus!

We forgot the two points!

Goes down like water, huh?

-Hey, another round, please.

Woo!

-Man, Coach had me on the bench like some punk.

-Oh, no. Has he ever done that to you before?

-No, man. Come on, this was my first game.

-Exactly, rook. Look at Webbs.

That guy was there all season,

and he just played one shift. -Ah.

-Seriously, man, you have to cool it

with this "everyone’s out to get me" crap.

-Good talk, man. -Wait, wait.

I saw the clip. I get it.

That guy was an asshole, but-- -Hey, look, man,

I just need to play.

You’re captain, can’t you talk to Coach for me?

-Sure, I’ll text him for you.

-Thanks, man.

How are we doing, Mustangs?

-Look at this douchebag.

-Straight out of Motor City.

Dean...

Youngblood!

Youngblood! Youngblood! Youngblood!

Youngblood! Youngblood! Youngblood!

Get up here, hotshot. Don’t be shy.

Come on, take a bow!

-Another round.

-Yeah, sounds about white.

♪ I’m gonna be the man ♪ ♪ Who wakes up next to you ♪

♪ When I go out ♪

♪ Yeah, I know ♪ ♪ I’m gonna be ♪

♪ I’m gonna be the man ♪ ♪ Who goes along with you ♪

- Woo! - ♪ If I get drunk ♪

♪ Well, I know ♪ ♪ I’m gonna be ♪

♪ I’m gonna be the man ♪

♪ Who gets drunk ♪ ♪ Next to you ♪

♪ If I haver ♪

♪ Yeah, I know ♪ ♪ I’m gonna be ♪

♪ I’m gonna be the man ♪ ♪ Who’s haverin’ to you ♪

♪ And I would walk ♪ ♪ 500 miles ♪

♪ And I would walk ♪ ♪ 500 more ♪

♪ Just to be the man ♪

♪ Who walked ♪ ♪ A thousand miles ♪

♪ To fall down ♪ ♪ At your door ♪

♪ Da, da lat da ♪ ♪ Da, da lat da ♪

♪ Da, da lat da ♪ ♪ Da, da lat da ♪

♪ Da, da, lun-diddle-un ♪

♪ Diddle-un, diddle-un ♪ ♪ Da, da ♪

-♪ Da, da lat da ♪ -♪ Da, da lat da ♪

♪ Da, da, lun-diddle-un ♪

♪ Diddle-un, diddle-un ♪ ♪ Da, da ♪

-Woo!

-Okay. I’m feeling it now.

♪ And I would walk ♪ ♪ 500 miles ♪

♪ And I would walk ♪ ♪ 500 more ♪

♪ Just to be the man ♪

♪ Who walked ♪ ♪ A thousand miles ♪

♪ To fall down ♪ ♪ At your door ♪

♪ Da, da lat da ♪ ♪ Da, da lat da ♪

- Wow. - So, you like to watch hockey?

-Yeah, I do.

-We already have something in common, then.

-I don’t date hockey players.

-Well, it’s a good thing I didn’t play tonight, then.

This coach has got a stick up his ass about me.

Oh, really?

-Yeah. -Interesting.

Why do you say that?

-Well, it seems like...

-Yeah, I think that I should probably...

- probably head out. - Okay.

I’ll see you. -Yeah. Yeah.

-Hey! Way to shit the bed tonight, bro.

-A’ight, man, get your camera out my face.

You mean like this?

-I said get that camera out my face.

-Yo, what the hell’s the matter with you, man?

Whoa! Hey!

-Yeah, you want some more, huh?

Yo.

-Oh, hey, what’s up, man?

I wasn’t sure I’d catch you, you know?

Big job and all.

Goddamn.

Mm! -You all right, Pop?

I assume you’re calling to tell me

why it is you can’t catch a single shift.

You got somethin’ to say about that?

-Uh...

-You best be havin’ words with that man.

- No, I will. - Yeah. Yeah, I am.

And he better understand

that he either puts you on that ice,

or you take it... You, Dean,

take it up with the goddamn league.

-No, I’m... I’m telling you, Pop,

I’m gonna talk to him, okay?

I’ll talk to him today, ’cause like--

I’m just sayin’ that a walk-on

isn’t a sure thing, honey.

And if you make it, right?

Even if you do make it, what then?

What do you mean, what then?

-I mean, do you wanna play backup to a senior goalie

when you have very good options around here?

I just don’t think you’re thinking this through.

What?

-Can I, uh, have a word, Coach?

It’s okay, Dad.

I got a paper to write anyways.

-I’ll talk to you later. Okay, honey?

Hopefully you get

that stick out.

-Come on in and close the door.

-Uh, your... your daughter’s a...

A goalie?

-Sharp observation.

So, you wanted to talk about your ice time?

-All right, look, I... I know I messed up,

but you need to play me, Coach.

Okay? I got a lot to give.

-Oh, I’m sorry, man,

I didn’t realize you wanted to be coach.

How ’bout you just give me a couple hours,

I’ll pack up in here, I’ll move to Florida,

retire, die. You can take over. Maybe I’ll--

-Look, I’m not trying to tell you how to coach the team.

-Yeah, well, we’re about to go into the playoffs,

and here you are putting yourself before the team.

-Sutton needs a winger who can keep pace with him

and score goals.

-Do you know how many guys

come through this league scoring fancy goals,

and then they disappear?

-Look...

I’m not going back to Southfield.

-Anything else you need to say?

-No.

-Look at me.

Never come into my office again

telling me what to do with my team.

What do you say?

-Yeah.

Ah, looking good, lil’ dude.

-You know I’m a girl, right?

-Yeah, I know.

-You look like you could use some hot chocolate

with marshmallows.

It’s been a long day.

-Oh, tell me about it.

They’re letting you play, huh?

I’m talking to you.

-Am I supposed to know you, bro?

-You know who I am.

This is gonna be fun.

You guys look like shit.

Should I remember his number?

-Oh, I would. For sure.

Second-period action here.

This has been a pretty good one,

and the physical pace starting to pick up.

Play in the neutral zone right now.

They’re gonna move it up along the boards.

- Oh! - Big hit there.

Gambucci caught Weber with a massive hit and that hurt.

Weber right to the trainer.

That’s never good news.

-Need to reset. Come on, let’s go.

-Okay, Hewitt,

take right side on Wilson’s line.

- Let’s go! - Wheel, wheel, wheel!

Youngblood, you’re left wing with Sutton.

- Come on, boys. - Let’s go! Come on!

Here we go! Here we go!

-Skate, skate, skate! -Go!

And here it is, Coach Chadwick

has given him the tap,

and Youngblood is over the boards.

And Youngblood right into the action.

Got the puck in his own zone,

and he will work it up and head on down the ice.

Go, go, go!

This is Sutton, dancing along the boards.

Oh, he’s got some great moves.

Sutton twisting and turning along the wall.

Works it across in front.

There’s Youngblood.

Big chance, and he just missed.

A glorious feed from the captain

to Youngblood, but the rookie,

perhaps maybe a little nerves,

a little rust. Whatever it is,

he’ll be thinking about that one tonight.

Hey, push! Push!

That’s it, Captain, let’s go! Let’s go!

And it is close quarters

along the boards out there.

Lots of good battles along the wall.

Not a lot of room to move.

They’re gonna work the puck up

towards the neutral zone.

And this is Sutton, and he spots

a streaking Youngblood coming down the wing.

He’s got a chance.

And he’s got a goal!

What a shot! Top corner.

The scouts told us

that this kid could score.

But wow, what a goal,

as he shows off his skillset,

and he’s gonna have a big celly here

with his teammates.

And why not? Somebody get him the puck.

-Let’s go, D!

And it’s still very early here,

but you have to love the chemistry

we’re already seeing between Sutton and Youngblood.

Yeah, nice shot, Dean!

- Okay, let’s go! - Great goal, Blood,

but easy on the celly, all right?

Let’s go! Let’s get another one here.

There’s the puck cleared down

into the Mustangs’ zone, into the corner.

Bombers trying to get in to the forecheck.

They’re not doing a good job on that occasion.

Mustangs will come back up through the neutral zone

as they go on to the attack. And looking for

Sutton on the wing... -Move the puck!

...he is gonna pick it up.

And this is Sutton.

He’s gonna go down low to Youngblood.

He’s got a little bit of room down there.

Youngblood with the--

He is absolutely crushed by Racki.

Racki’s not gonna let him try that.

Youngblood might be from Detroit,

but he’s not pulling off a Michigan

in his home stage here.

Don’t try that shit on my ice, rookie.

What? You wanna talk? Can’t take a hit?

-Get back in the game, Youngblood!

Let’s go!

Let’s go, Mustangs!

-What, you wanna go?

You gonna do something?

So, here we go.

The 18-year-old starts chuckin’ bombs

against this big man.

Racki starting to have his way here

with the rookie, Youngblood.

And with that, the captain will crash in.

Sutton will try to break up this fight

to give the rookie some relief.

You know, you always wanna see a player come in

and stand up for themselves, but in this game situation,

another undisciplined penalty here.

The Bombers are about to go on the power play.

Thunder Bay with a power-play goal,

and it has all gone wrong for the Mustangs.

-Yeah, I could’ve handled that shit on my own.

-Hey, we don’t let rookies get clowned here, all right?

It’s not just about you, man.

Listen up!

If you’re gonna lose, you lose right!

You lose to the best man!

You lose to the best team!

You don’t lose to yourself!

Is that how I taught you to fight?

If you’re gonna fight, you do it right.

Not this stick-swinging bullshit

you embarrassed me with before.

If that’s how you gonna play,

then stay your ass on the bench...

for your sake and mine.

-You good?

-Yeah.

-Just get your shit together, man.

-What’s up, man?

-You’re a wall.

-Just shy of a Gordie Howe hat trick last night, huh?

-Scored a pretty goal, though.

-Your team still lost.

Ice is yours.

-Yeah, you know, uh...

I’d rather work out on a real goalie.

What do you say?

-Best of three?

Let’s see what you got!

Ooh!

I wasn’t trying.

-You weren’t trying? -I wasn’t trying.

-All right.

- Wow. - Wow!

Wow, okay.

-You got me sweating just, like, a tiny bit.

Okay, we’re done here.

-C’mon, let’s just do best of five.

-No, we said best of three. -Let’s just go again.

I got something for you.

No, I’m good. I’m tired.

-All right, lovebirds, gotta break it up.

A’ight, hold on, man, we’re coming off.

-I don’t think you’re scoring

any which way today, son.

What was that?

You didn’t hear what he said?

There’s not liking to lose,

and then there’s you.

-Jessie. Can we just talk for a minute?

-Why? -Why?

-Yeah, why?

-I just...

I... I don’t know.

Yeah, look, so...

I kinda wanted to... to explain--

You seriously could’ve hurt him.

-Oh, come on. You think my aim’s that bad?

-Is this you explaining?

-Uh...

I don’t know, I...

I guess I’m a little wound up.

-No kidding.

-Just... just my dad’s been telling me this story

my whole life.

How they shut him down at every turn.

I feel like I always gotta keep my guard up.

You never know who’s gonna stand in your way.

-You mean my dad?

Honestly, you two aren’t all that different.

Okay.

-He’s been where you’re at.

-You don’t know much about me.

-Well, I know that you’re talented.

-You’ve barely seen me play. -And I...

can see that you’re stubborn and...

...angry from things.

I... I...

I don’t know. -You forgot handsome.

-No, I didn’t.

Oh, all right.

Wow, okay.

Hey, X-Man, a pass wouldn’t hurt, eh?

-Yo, look, man.

I wanted to talk to you about

what you saw the other day with my dad.

Yeah, he’s tough, but...

he’s just had a hard go.

Kinda only knows one way.

-You got a hockey dad.

I say that with love, by the way.

My dad’s the best,

but he can’t stand shit not going my way.

I remember when he wrote my coach

a shit ton of e-mails about my ice time.

He realized he might not be helping me

after I got kicked off the team.

I was seven years old.

You know, my dad was the exact same way.

Exact same way. I remember this one time,

I played a tournament in Denver.

And I played so bad in this game

that my dad just left the rink

to go catch his flight back home.

I was like, 13.

Was your dad ever your coach?

- Yeah, he was. - Me too.

His first year of coaching, he cut me from the team.

He didn’t care. Never said sorry.

Told me I wasn’t playing hard enough.

Okay, gentlemen, listen up,

I got some news for us.

The Titans lost their season-ender, so...

...looks like the playoff

seeding is set.

We got the Thunder Bay Bombers

in the first round. Can we do it?

Yeah!

-All right, let’s go, boys!

-Let’s go!

- So, here we go. - It’s the playoffs.

It’s the Hamilton Mustangs and the Thunder Bay Bombers.

And for the Mustangs,

they look to avenge back-to-back losses

to the Bombers in the playoffs.

The question is, is it their year?

Go, go, go!

Oh, we’ve got a good one going here.

Game one, third period, Mustangs up by one.

You want to win that first game

of the series and take command.

And here they come. And how about the chemistry

between Sutton and Youngblood tonight?

And speak of the devils, here they come now.

Sutton’s gonna drive up around back of the net.

I could see Youngblood

trying to get loose in the slot.

Sutton with the puck. Youngblood.

Shoots. Scores!

Big shot and a big goal for Youngblood.

Coach Chadwick

looking like a genius,

as Youngblood has come in

and established himself quickly

as an offensive threat in this league.

Okay, boys, here we go!

All right, bring it in, girls.

Let’s go, girls. Come on!

We’ve got some big-time Mustang players here today.

-I see you, man.

Trying to get in with the coach’s daughter?

Bold move, man. Bold move.

-Let’s work hard, keep it clean.

I am walking to you, Winnie. No funny business.

-Yeah, lucky for us, we’ve had experience

with this kind of player before, huh?

All right, let’s go!

Nice.

Good job!

-Hey, what’s happening, young gun?

-I can’t get it off the ice.

I’m too weak.

-You think so?

Okay, so look.

Power comes from pulling the puck back

and stepping forward with your outside leg.

Your top hand comes out,

and you’re gonna pull it back as fast as you can.

It’s kinda like a slingshot, so...

Bap!

Come, show me.

Let’s see it.

There we go.

There we go!

Okay, snipe this one.

Boom! Boom!

Celebrate! Celebrate!

Yeah! Let’s go.

- Game number two. - You like offense?

There has been plenty of it in this one.

- An entertaining game. - Get that puck!

Here comes Youngblood.

In over the blue line. Youngblood shooting.

Scores!

Man, what a night for the Mustangs.

- They are rolling. - Woo!

Five-three, the final score,

and they’re up in this series

two games to nothing.

I gotta show you something.

-Yeah?

I said get your camera out my face.

- Lay it out. - Get off me!

Oh, you want some more, huh?

- Let’s go! - Yeah, yeah!

- Come here! - Let it go, Dean.

-Does Turc know?

-No.

You know, goalie is, like,

the best position in sports.

’Cause when you guys are out there

chasing each other around,

nailing each other into the boards,

getting benched...

-I’m just on the ice for 60 minutes,

and it’s like...

just me and the puck.

And it’s pure.

I wish I could see it that way.

Right now, I feel like I’m...

100 miles an hour out there.

Feel my heart just beating out of my chest.

Uh...

Yeah, so...

You got, like, what, D1 schools chasing you now?

-Hmm. I wish. I mean,

I have a shot at a walk-on in Boston, but...

...that would mean giving up

a guaranteed spot at U of T,

which my dad thinks is too risky.

And, yeah, he’s probably right.

-And what if he’s wrong?

Look, you... You’re a kickass goalie.

-So... what do we do now?

♪ Call me from downstairs ♪

♪ I’m waitin’ on a sunset ♪

♪ Half a case ♪ ♪ Come pick me up ♪

♪ Time slips fast ♪

♪ I feel inside out ♪

♪ I wanna make it last ♪

♪ With you ♪

♪ I wanna feel like ♪ ♪ We’re 23 ♪

♪ I wanna be ♪ ♪ As free as we seemed ♪

♪ I wanna live ♪ ♪ For the night only ♪

♪ With you ♪

-I take it you’ve done this before?

-Not as much as you might think.

What about you?

-Um... maybe, like, twice?

Maybe? Yeah.

-Damn. Okay.

Okay.

Wow.

-Can I show you something?

A Detroit guy that I think you might like?

-Yeah, who is this?

My dad.

- That’s your dad? - Mm-hmm.

-Wait, he scrapped Probert?

-More like Probert scrapped my dad.

It was over pretty fast.

-I’d have never guessed Coach could

throw ’em down like that.

-Yeah. He, uh, lasted one more season after that.

Then he started coaching to stay in the game.

Yeah, and then...

Omaha happened.

-What happened in Omaha?

-Um...

he hit one of his players.

-Why?

-I don’t know, I guess he just snapped.

And...

and my mom couldn’t even look at him the same after.

So, eventually, she left.

I just wish he wasn’t

so stuck on me staying here.

It’s like he’s more afraid of me making it than not.

-Hmm.

Oh, yeah, from my mom.

Yeah, she, uh... she died when I was nine.

It all kinda happened fast.

You know, one minute she was here,

and then, you know...

she just disappeared from Earth.

Yeah, I just wish she was here

to see me doing all this.

Oh, shit, it’s Coach.

-I mean... I mean, it’s your dad.

Uh...

Uh, hey, hey. Good night, Coach.

Hey, curfew check.

-Oh, yeah, yeah. All good, just...

Just about to turn in.

- What’s so funny? - Something funny?

-No. Well, no, no.

-Listen, I want you to come by

and see me first thing in the morning, all right?

I got something I wanna talk to you about.

-Okay. Yeah, yeah, yeah, all good.

See you tomorrow.

What are you doing?

Are you trying to get me in trouble or something?

Sorry about that. I got caught up.

-Yeah, no, uh... All good.

-There’s a video circulating

of drunk and disorderly conduct.

-Here you go.

Get off. Get off me!

What do you want some more, huh?

-So, obviously you signed a morality clause,

which you’re clearly in violation of.

Dean, I’m trying to find

reasons to hold on to you here,

but actually,

now I can’t let you go, right?

Because it makes me and the organization

look incompetent.

So, I have no choice but to hold on to you.

But I don’t gotta play you.

-You’ve been looking for a reason

to send me home from jump.

-Oh, so you want some kinda special treatment here,

is that it? -Oh, yeah.

Here it is. Here it comes.

-Here what comes?

-Look, you think I haven’t had coaches

my whole life single me out?

Saying, "Nah, we’re keeping you on defense.

Don’t think you can read the game fast enough."

I have been passed up for captain.

"Yeah, you’re the best we got,

but do you have what it takes to lead a team?"

-Come on, man. -No, you think...

you think I don’t get what this is all about?

-I think you should get out

before you do something you regret.

-Like you did in Omaha?

-Get out of my office.

-You made me feel so stupid.

-How?

-Acting like the other night was nothing.

-No, it wasn’t like that.

Just your dad’s trying to bury me.

He’s gonna put me on the shelf.

-Well, why would he do that?

-Some video of me at Lucky’s,

fighting that guy.

Well...

-Look, I worked my whole life for this,

and your dad wants to throw the book at me.

-Just give me a break. -Give you a break?

-Yeah! Honestly.

I’m really-- I’m just...

I’m honestly really sick of all you guys

just walking around this place like...

like the world owes you something?

Just for lacing up?

Like, I... I put hours upon hours on the ice each week.

Do you know how many people even know

that a woman’s pro hockey league exists?

-What does that have to do with me?

-It means that you... you like...

you actually have the chance

to go far with this sport, Dean.

And you’re wasting it all

by breaking people’s bones out there

and then wailing on some guy at Lucky’s.

It’s just like...

you got yourself here, Dean.

-What about you? -What about me?

-I mean, you got yourself here as well,

to the top of this mountain.

And what, you’re just gonna turn around

and walk back down without even trying out?

Give up on who you know you could be just ’cause what?

’Kay. I have practice.

- Two more, bro. - You got it.

There you go, good job.

♪ Be a legend ♪

♪ Playing for my legacy ♪

♪ Being written ♪ ♪ What is made to be ♪

♪ Lot of people ♪ ♪ Changed on me ♪

♪ Had to question ♪ ♪ Integrity ♪

♪ Women that had dated me ♪

♪ Wanna make up... ♪

-What’s up with you?

♪...tryin’ to chase ♪ ♪ The dream ♪

♪ Always tryin’ ♪ ♪ To chase the dream ♪

♪ All these raps ♪ ♪ I gave for free ♪

-Ah, yeah, tell me somethin’, man.

Yeah, how’d it feel when your name got called?

-Like nothing else, man. It’s like...

like getting hit by lightning.

You know, I’ve busted my ass in this league for four years,

and I’m gonna get what’s coming to me.

-Yeah, must be nice.

-Your turn’s coming.

-Yeah, I’m not so sure about that.

-Look, we all wanna play so bad.

I mean, that’s all you wanna do growing up.

But then you realize that you have to play it

according to their rules.

-You still like playing?

Fucking love it.

♪ This a different meaning ♪ ♪ When they hold me down ♪

♪ We gonna go on tour ♪ ♪ Be here rollin’ loud ♪

The Mustangs earned

the all-important split

on the road in games 3 and 4.

And they’re currently up 3-1

in this best-of-seven series.

Well, yeah, and some would say

that they’re lucky to have squeaked out a win

and picked up the split

because the squad is looking a little bit shaky

without forward Dean Youngblood,

who missed both games

due to an undisclosed injury.

-You asked to see me?

Yeah, have a seat.

So, um, Sutton came to see me.

Asked me why you’re really sitting.

So I told him.

He said he felt responsible for your actions that night.

Said the team was just having some fun with the new rookie.

But here’s the deal.

We fail as a team,

and we succeed as a team.

So, I talked to Turco,

and the whole team’s doing 50 hours of community service.

We’ll figure it out after the playoffs.

I’ll see ya at practice.

Yeah, boys.

- So, you talked to Coach. - Did I?

-You know...

I don’t know if you did it ’cause you feel guilty

or ’cause you got zero points in the two games I been out.

-Well, I’ve definitely missed you on my wing, Blood.

You’re like my Scottie Pippen.

Bruh.

If anyone’s Pippen in this situation, it’s you.

Good practice, gentlemen.

Good hustle out there.

Listen, I’m not gonna keep you long.

It’s just a few words.

I know that we’re, uh, up 3-1 in this series,

and I know that’s got us feeling good and loose.

But the hardest thing to do is to win that fourth game.

And we know that

because we’ve been there before, right?

I mean, right now, we got our--

we got our foot on their necks,

but we cannot let up.

So, tonight, strong on the puck.

Finish your checks, guys!

-Yeah! -Yes, Coach!

- You understand? - Yes, Coach!

-Good. We’re gonna shuffle the lineup tonight as well.

Everybody, welcome Youngblood

back to the land of the living.

-Hey, Sutton, you gonna run away from me

now that your girlfriend’s back, or what?

- Game five. - This has been a good one.

Bombers are up 3-1.

Mustangs lead the series, up three games to one.

Wanna go?

The longer a series goes on...

-You shitting me? -...you see the individual

rivalries start coming to the floor.

-What are you gonna do, huh? What are you gonna do?

You can’t do shit. You can’t do shit.

-Oh, Dean, drop this guy.

Dean, get in the play!

Come on, ref, you seriously

not seeing this? -Hey!

Mustangs down in the Bombers’ zone,

trying to work it down in the corner.

Looking to get something going here.

- Good man. - This has been

an intense night.

Keep your cool, Zeener. You’re good.

-You let him try all night.

Mustangs winding it up

in their own zone, and this is Harris

leading the charge through the neutral zone.

-C’mere. Where do you think you’re going, huh?

What the hell, man?

He’s got Youngblood with him.

Youngblood takes the feed, moving towards the slot.

Youngblood taking the chance.

Shooting. Scores!

What a shot by Youngblood as he gets one back!

Let’s go, boys!

And the lead is cut to 3-2.

-Ah, shit!

Erv!

-Get up, Sutton.

What, he just slipped.

He fell. He fell.

It wasn’t me. Wasn’t me!

He slipped, tripped.

-Hey, Cap. Hey, Sutton. Hey, Sutton!

- Sutton! - We got him, kid.

We got him.

Come on, we got him. Come on.

You okay, Sutty? Huh?

Okay, so, uh...

Sutton was stable when they took him to the hospital.

They’re waiting to hear more.

The officials will, uh, review the play

and determine if there’s any disciplinary action

that needs to be taken.

And whatever happens next, that’s out of our control.

So, we need to focus what’s in our control.

Right?

Okay, so I want you all to go home, get some rest.

Be back here at 0900 for game review.

We’re gonna be okay.

He’s just resting.

-Well, is it okay if I stay awhile?

-Wanna help me find a coffee?

Hi.

Are you okay, Dad?

-We had the series, Jess.

-I mean, it’s not over yet.

-It’s crazy how one thing can change everything, hey?

Just like that.

-Yeah.

-What?

-It was more than that.

-What was? -Why Mom left.

-Jesus, Jess, I can’t--

-It’s just like, you obsess over hitting that guy

and losing that job. And it’s just like,

there was so many...

more things that happened before that, that added up.

But you made those choices, Dad.

-Why don’t you tell it to me straight, doc?

-I’m gonna go to Boston next semester.

And I literally don’t care

if that means warming the bench

for the first year.

It’s just, I’ve worked so hard...

to get where I’m at. And it’s like,

I just wanna go play where the best women are.

-I know you do, honey. I know that.

And you deserve it.

I guess I’m having a hard time letting go.

Or something.

How long you been sitting there?

-How much time would make me sound like a good guy?

-Hey, easy, man. Easy.

It’s good to see you, brother.

-Oh, yeah?

Well, I don’t think this new hat suits me.

Can’t remember what happened, man.

-Uh...

Racki blindsided you.

Forget about that guy.

Guys like that need us to have purpose.

They’ll never have what we got.

Just play the game.

Your billet told me I’d find you here.

You really showed ’em last night, didn’t you?

Can we not?

He may never play hockey again.

-You know, if I had been on that ice

when your brother got hurt...

-Yeah. Yeah, I know, Pop.

-And you know what you gotta do to make this right.

Coach, tough loss in game six.

Even tougher that you had to play it without your captain.

Is there an update on Denis Sutton’s status?

-Uh, well, you know, we’re all gutted, obviously.

-It was a dirty play.

I mean, the evidence is out there.

But we’re gonna have to accept the league’s ruling.

-One game suspension is a joke.

Punishment should fit the crime for what he did.

-Right now, it’s more important as a team

that we just put the distractions aside.

-We’re not worried about Racki.

Our focus is on winning game seven

and advancing in the series.

-Any comment on Racki being cleared to dress

in tonight’s series decider?

-No.

-You’re not thinking about doing anything

stupid tonight, are you?

-You ain’t gotta worry about me, Coach.

-Wow. No problem gettin’ ’em in now, huh?

-It’s just like a slingshot. Remember?

Now, just teach her how to stay out of the box.

Thank you.

Look, so, uh...

I don’t know where to start,

either thanking you first or...

you know, apologizing for--

-It’s okay.

You’re good with us, Dean.

Lord knows we all have our moments,

but it’s what we do next that matters.

And go out there and give ’em hell.

-Yes, ma’am.

Let’s go, Mustangs!

Let’s go, Mustangs!

What a night here at Westdale Arena.

What a night, indeed.

The Mustangs and the Bombers,

three wins apiece.

It’s game seven.

And back on the ice, Bombers forward Racki,

having served his suspension for that play

that injured Mustangs’ captain Denis Sutton.

Interested to see what the Mustangs’ response

will be to Racki’s return.

Come on, let’s go!

We’re halfway through this first period.

The Bombers are up by one, and I have to say,

the Mustangs look off-kilter.

They haven’t been able to get

their forward lines going.

Bombers in with some pressure

in the Mustangs’ zone.

Puck’s gonna get worked down low.

Comes out in front.

Scores!

And it is 2-0.

Bombers with a big blow there.

-Plenty of time, boys. Let’s get it back. Let’s go!

Mustangs now trail by a pair of goals,

and they’ve had absolutely

no offensive response to the Bombers.

Which makes one wonder why Coach Chadwick

is not playing Youngblood,

their greatest offensive threat.

Well, this is just it.

And I mean, if there’s any sort of rhyme

or reason to why Chadwick is keeping Youngblood

on the bench, it’s beyond me right now.

- Murray? - Not now, Turc.

-We need to win a hockey game.

Not tomorrow, not next week.

And you’ve got one top scorer in the ICU

and another one on the goddamn bench?

-I have to set an example for these young men.

There has to be some kind of-- -Bullshit!

You’re scared and you’re making scared choices!

-First, I wanna say...

that I’m so proud of all of you.

And everything that you’ve accomplished to get here.

- Except for Hewitt. - Hey.

-This might be the last, uh, speech

I give you this season.

So, for a long time now, I’ve been, uh...

I’ve been letting myself believe that...

what I did to that player in Omaha...

...that that was just a mistake.

What I’ve come to realize is that

it was actually a... a choice, too.

You know, it was a stupid one.

You know, I chose to take the pain that I was feeling...

and allow that to dictate how I lived my life.

And I chose to put that hurt on someone else,

and I had no right to do that.

I guess I’m trying to say that...

it’s up to me to decide whether that choice

is gonna define the rest of my life.

Every moment counts.

There are no throwaways.

You’ve got this moment to live your dream.

Not someone else’s dream,

your dream.

And you earned it.

One shift after another.

And you never quit.

So, tonight I want you to do this from your heart, okay?

I want you to do it for yourselves.

I want you to do it for each other.

I want you to do it for Sutton,

because he can’t.

Hewitt’s line starts. Let’s go!

Let’s go, boys! Come on! Woo-hoo!

It is a dogfight here

in the second period

with the Mustangs trying to hold off the Bombers.

Bombers are up by a score of 2-0.

Boys, boys. That’s your man.

That’s your man. -Guys, quick change.

Weber, you’re gonna take left side.

Harris, take right. Youngblood, center. Let’s go.

Let’s go, boys, let’s go, let’s go!

Here comes Youngblood over the boards

for his first shift of the night.

- Okay. - Here we go.

And here he goes.

Right into the offensive zone

with purpose. And he’s got the puck.

Youngblood moving in there! Great chance.

- And he’s stopped. - Oh!

-Ah! -Ahh!

-Come on, boys. Wheel, wheel!

Good job.

-Great shift. Come on.

-Stay with it. It’ll come. -Come on, boys!

What a battle going on.

The game within the game.

Chadwick trying to play a cat-and-mouse game

and keep Youngblood away from Racki.

He doesn’t like that matchup.

Take center. Let’s go!

Let’s go, boys.

We’re down to the last eight minutes

or so of this one. And here come the Mustangs.

-Yeah, deep, deep, deep!

Into the offensive zone,

and Youngblood takes a slash.

But he gets the puck ahead to Harris.

No call there. And here’s Harris.

He scores!

And they needed that one from Harris.

-Woo!

Mustangs on the board.

Just a monster goal by Harris.

But the missed call on Youngblood, the slash,

looks to be his wrist,

as he’s getting attention on the bench.

Let’s go!

Face-off in the neutral zone here.

And Bombers take possession back in their own zone.

Mustangs with a pretty good forecheck.

Trying to pin the Bombers in their own half of the ice.

Great pace to this one.

Teams with quick changes on the fly.

It’s been a long night,

and the legs are starting to get tired.

And I see Youngblood pop over the boards,

and Racki is out as well.

And Youngblood right into the play.

And here he comes in over the line

with a chance-- -What the hell is that?

And he is upended by Racki.

And that has to be a penalty.

They’ll call a trip,

but will they actually call the penalty shot?

-Come on!

-Penalty shot!

-Way to go! Back on the job, are you, ref?

-Ref, I played the puck. He took a dive.

-Get to your bench, Racki. I’m not in the mood.

-Come on, Hannah.

-All right, come on, bro. Show ’em what you got.

So let’s set the stage

for you in this one.

What a game.

It is 2-1, the Bombers lead,

and Youngblood with a chance to tie this game up

on a penalty shot.

It doesn’t get much bigger than this.

Fans sensing the occasion, they are on their feet.

Here we go.

Oh, what a move!

And he scores!

This game is tied at two.

-Woo-hoo-hoo-hoo! Yeah! Come--

Oh, I’m sorry, I’m just watching the game.

Everything’s okay.

Goddamn.

Come on, let’s go!

Let’s go, boys.

-Put him on his ass, Racki.

Come on, come on.

-Youngblood, switch it up.

Hewitt’s line, go on.

Running back to Daddy!

Go do what Daddy says. Come on.

That’s right.

-What?

Hewitt, X-Man, left and right.

So, it is Youngblood moving in on the draw.

Scored the tying goal moments ago.

And this is gonna be quite a finish.

You just get that feeling.

Racki comes in right off the draw,

and that was a vicious slash.

-Move the puck! Move it!

-Hey!

Youngblood takes a look,

and he’s gonna jump back into the play.

As is Racki.

Oh, and a big hit there by Harris,

as he cracked Racki.

He drilled him!

Nice hair, ya loser.

Play continues.

It’s Youngblood with the puck.

Comes in over the blue line.

Taps it up and ahead. Youngblood, Mustangs...

Full press here.

Trying to make something happen.

Dying seconds, it’s Youngblood.

Dean, shoot!

Yeah!

-Yeah!

-Yes!

Yeah!

Youngblood! Youngblood!

Yeah! Woo!

Youngblood! Youngblood!

Youngblood! Youngblood! Youngblood!

Youngblood!

-You know you’re gonna kill it out there.

I know, it’s...

it’s not me that I’m worried about.

It’s you.

-No, I’m...

I’m good.

-You’re all right, rook.

-Well?

-Well...

are ya gonna miss me?

-I’m gonna miss you.

He’s in the garage.

Throwback.

You know how he is, man.

He’s happy for you.

-Yeah, he hasn’t been happy since you had to come back.

-I played like him.

Grinder.

Taking bounties, always ready to go.

-Yeah, man, you were scary as hell.

-Still am.

Nah.

Yeah, man.

Game passed over guys like me and Pop, you know?

Ain’t no scrappers no more.

Not really.

Uh, hey, Dad. You good?

-Yeah, just busy.

-Uh, it’s okay if I take this?

-Yeah, go ahead.

-Thanks.

Did you want us to forget about her?

-What?

-I don’t remember you ever talking about Mom.

-What was there to talk about?

-I don’t know, Dad.

You know, what she was like.

You know, what... what she loved.

I mean, anything.

Anything to help us...

just help us know her.

-Nothing I could’ve said would’ve brought her back.

A weaker man left with two boys would’ve given up.

I never gave up on you or Kelly.

Never. -You... you know, Dad,

it’s really starting to feel like

you’d be more proud of me

if I ended up in the hospital next to Sutton

instead of MVP.

And I just don’t get why.

-You have your mama’s eyes.

You don’t know that.

Sometimes when you were younger,

I’d look at you, and I could just...

see her face staring right back at me, and...

I could see I had just--

I was letting her down.

I was letting her down.

Uh...

We can only teach what we know.

Do you understand that?

-Thank you for giving me hockey, Dad.

But I can’t play the game your way anymore.

♪ You were the coolest ♪ ♪ Person I ever knew ♪

♪ Wherever I looked ♪ ♪ It was mostly up to you ♪

♪ You overcame things ♪ ♪ That most ♪

♪ Would have ♪ ♪ Crumbled through ♪

♪ As far as excuses ♪

♪ They rarely ♪ ♪ Came from you... ♪

-Yeah, baby. Here we go.

♪...everything that ♪ ♪ I ever knew ♪

♪ Like how to survive ♪ ♪ In the streets ♪

♪ How to rap over a beat ♪

♪ And how when ♪ ♪ Most box... ♪

-Good luck, man.

♪ In the best way ♪ ♪ You could ♪

♪ You taught me ♪ ♪ Right from wrong ♪

♪ And that family ♪ ♪ Is the only thing ♪

♪ Worth fighting for... ♪

♪ And I hope you find ♪ ♪ Your way back ♪

♪ Wish we could ♪ ♪ Take it way back ♪

♪ And know I love you ♪ ♪ In this moment too... ♪

Welcome to the show, rook.

♪ Got a place to call home ♪

♪ After a nightcap? ♪

♪ I’m wondering ♪

♪ ’Cause if we’re ♪ ♪ Speaking truthfully ♪

♪ I don’t know ♪ ♪ The last time ♪

♪ That you ♪ ♪ Told the truth to me ♪

♪ You’ve got dreams ♪ ♪ And aspirations still ♪

♪ You’re turning 34 ♪

♪ How does that ♪ ♪ Make you feel? ♪

♪ When did things ♪ ♪ Start to fall apart? ♪

♪ When you lost your job ♪ ♪ What was on your heart? ♪

♪ When you lay ♪ ♪ Your head down ♪

♪ What’s on your mind? ♪

♪ You did your best for me ♪

♪ Trust me, I’m doing mine ♪

♪ Tickets to the game ♪ ♪ And prices on the dime ♪

♪ I know that man ♪ ♪ Is still inside ♪

♪ I see him all the time ♪

♪ And I hope you find ♪ ♪ Your way back ♪

♪ Wish we could ♪ ♪ Take it way back ♪

♪ And know I love you ♪ ♪ In this moment too ♪

♪ I wish you’d be the man ♪ ♪ You always told me to ♪

♪ And I must admit ♪

♪ That’s something ♪ ♪ That I struggle with ♪

♪ It’s thinking ♪ ♪ I’m the reason ♪

♪ Why the family split ♪

♪ Carrying the cross ♪

♪ From all the pain ♪ ♪ I’ve caused ♪

♪ Being young ♪ ♪ Ain’t no excuse ♪

♪ I still made a choice ♪♪

♪ I never ♪ ♪ Told my side to you ♪

♪ ’Cause that ain’t me ♪

♪ But I was touched ♪ ♪ In ways ♪

♪ A child should never be ♪

♪ ’Cause they were touched ♪

♪ In ways a child ♪ ♪ Should never be ♪

♪ Understanding ♪ ♪ And forgiveness ♪

♪ That’s what ♪ ♪ Brings me peace ♪

♪ Was holding onto things ♪

♪ That hurt ♪ ♪ Too much to keep ♪

♪ But by the time ♪ ♪ You hear this ♪

♪ You should know ♪ ♪ I’m free ♪

♪ I even held a grudge ♪

♪ ’Cause it was ♪ ♪ On weekends ♪

♪ When it was your bad ♪

♪ That I was supposed ♪ ♪ To sleep in ♪

♪ Being older now ♪ ♪ It’s finally clear to me ♪

♪ All the sacrifices ♪ ♪ That you made for me ♪

♪ Angry and resentful ♪ ♪ Ain’t no way to be ♪

♪ Ain’t no rotten apples ♪ ♪ In this family tree ♪

♪ And I’m trying to find ♪ ♪ My way back ♪

♪ Wish we could ♪ ♪ Take it way back ♪

♪ No, I love me ♪ ♪ In this moment too ♪

♪ Though trying ♪ ♪ To be the man ♪

♪ You always told me to ♪