A sports related fantasy, magical love story. with some humour thrown in enjoy.
My team, The Grafton Rangers, were down by two goals in the third period. This might just be my last season playing this fucking game. Hockey was great for the young but as you get older you feel it more. I endured a cheap shot elbow from an opposing player who had been dogging me all night. I lost it!
I threw down the gloves and so did he. We duked it out at centre ice. He caught me square on the nose. Shit!, as if my nose wasn't already flattened enough. The ref separated us. I skated to the penalty box to serve my time.
As I sat in the "sin-bin" I had a look at the crowd. It was a typical weekday night. A few of the die-hard fans and the usual bevy of puck bunnies. For the uninitiated they are to hockey players what groupies are to rock stars. I noticed a new one sitting with them. She was a big girl. Blonde with huge Nordic style pigtails. She looked like a Viking. She wore a big and puffy white fur-trimmed parka. She seemed to be looking right at me.
After serving my penalty I got back on the ice for a shift. Back on the bench the coach reminded me that I had not scored a single goal all season, as if I needed reminding.
The next shift I busted a gut to score. On a forecheck I stripped the puck away from a defender, I had a breakaway! I barrelled down on the goaltender like a freight train. I let fly with a screaming slapshot. It made it past the goalie and hit the top crossbar. A loud CLANG rang out and the puck bounced harmlessly back to the defence.
"Nice shootin'Tex but no goals!" Said the coach.
I gazed up into the stands and saw the big blonde watching me with a smile on her face. Yeah right.
After the game, I sat in the dressing room stripping off all the well-used protective equipment. I needed the shower and the time to myself to think about the game and the would-be goal I almost had.
The young guys had all left the room when I finally dressed in street clothes and left the locker room. I saw a gathering of team members over by the concession stand so being curious, I checked it out. It was the big blonde with the pigtails.
"Hey Dougie, you got a fan waiting for you!"
She looked at me and a huge smile came to her flawless face.
"Doug Gillies?"
"That's me." I never could wow them with witty banter.
"Is your car nearby?"
"Yep, just out here in the lot."
"Good, let's go!"
The guys all started to rag on me, "Oooo Dougie's gonna get lucky!"
They mystery woman and I went out to my pickup truck and I opened the door for her.
"Thank you, you are such a gentleman."
I got in the truck and asked her, "Who are you and what do you want?"
"My name is not important. I am here to grant you three wishes! But be careful what you wish for because they can have consequences."
"Sorry, I may be a little slow on the uptake here but three wishes?"
"Do you recall the story about the kid who finds an oil lamp and polishes it up and a genie pops out? He got three wishes and so do you."
"So you are a genie?" I asked incredulously.
"No, but close enough. You have been chosen as the recipient of these wishes. Think of it as a great cosmic lottery."
"I didn't enter any lottery."
"You didn't have to, all humanity was entered. So what is your first wish?"
I thought this was absolute lunacy. I thought about how poorly I played hockey tonight.
"I wish I could play this game a damn sight better than I am playing now!"
"Your wish is granted. I am surprised, that is an excellent first wish. You'd be surprised how many men's first wish is for a blow job!" She laughed.
"Well, you never know, that might be my second wish." I gave her a smile.
"That will have to wait. I'll be back when it's time for your second wish."
"Out of curiosity, that parka hides a lot. You are a very beautiful woman."
"It's too early for a second wish but I can show you."
She unzipped the parka and spread it open. Busty was not an adequate term for her upper body. She was absolutely exquisite.
"Wow! Maybe I'm imagining another two wishes. You are one beautiful woman."
"Thank you but I chose to appear in a firm that would be pleasing to you. I have to go now. Enjoy your first wish."
She leaned over and kissed my cheek and she stepped out of the truck and disappeared.
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I spent the night with my girlfriend Tess Parker. I told her about my game and how I rang one off the cross bar. I didn't mention the big blonde or the wishes, I may be dumb but I'm not stupid!
I began thinking that maybe I got a mild concussion along with the broken schnoz. Maybe she was just a figment of my imagination.
Tess was good for me. She was steady, supportive and long-suffering. After our years together any normal girl would expect a proposal and a ring. Tess just put up with me, she loves me and I love her.
After a game I used to be full of adrenaline and we used to have sex well into the night. Now she pretty much takes charge and she fucks me once. God this aging thing sucks.
That next night we were playing against the league-leading team. It promised to be a brutal night because they played a very physical game.
I was on the third shift because I sucked lately. I was passed the puck and I streaked into the opponent's zone. The defence seemed to slow down as if they were skating in slow motion. I deked around them and faced the goalie. Somehow I knew how he would move so I blasted the puck between his pads, through the dreaded five hole! Goal!
Holy shit! My scoring drought had ended. I scored once in each period earning a hat trick.
The boys took me out to buy me a drink after the game. We won against the toughest team in the league.
When I got home Tess was ready for me. She had listened to the game on the local radio station so she knew I scored a hat trick. Tess was wearing a blue robe and a fedora as she greeted me at the door. She embraced me and we kissed. She let the robe fall and she stood there naked.
"Time to collect your hat trick award!"
I removed her hat and put it I my head.
" Thanks, Tess, I got lucky on the rink, now I can get lucky at home."
I kissed her and our passion built. I was not passive, I was the aggressor. I laid her back on the bed and kissed her pussy. She arched her back and raised her hips as my tongue explored her. She always had a sensitive clit so I played lightly with it till she was ready then I gave it everything I could. She screamed out an orgasm as I lapped at her.
"God that was so good Dougie."
"The best is yet to come!"
I climbed on top and she wrapped her legs around my back as I made love to this wonderful woman.
"He shoots, he scores!" she cried out as we climaxed together.
I didn't really think about my wish to become a better hockey player but the next game had me pinching myself. Every time I stepped on the ice the puck came my way. I was faster than I ever had been, my shot was harder and way more accurate. I was a scoring machine.
My seemingly miraculous performance was getting a lot of attention. More NHL teams were sending scouts out to our games. I was picked up by a farm team for Ottawa.
My game just got better and better. Not only was I scoring goals at will but I was able to defend as well. Ottawa had a spate of injuries and they called me up to play right wing. I had made it to the NHL!
I was told not to expect the same success at scoring against the NHL players but I found it just as easy. By the end of the season I was one of the league's leading scorers and I'd only played half a season.
Tess and I didn't get to see each other very often. I missed her. The team owner introduced me to his daughter. Mina was her name and she was a stunning woman. My manager said that I should date her because she was good for publicity and it would help my image.
All I can say is that she was no Tess. Tess was a blast, we always had fun. Mina was high class and high maintenance. If I want in for a kiss she'd ward me off because she didn't want to mess up her makeup. It may seem politically incorrect to say so but she was all show and no go.
The team owner and my manager hammered out a fantastic contract for this year. I was going to be comfortable.
I spent the off season back home. Mina came along for maybe a day at a time but always rushed back to the city. Tess was being distant, understandably since I was as in love with her but dating Mina. I explained to Tess that being seen with Mina was all publicity, it was a fiction not reality. She still didn't understand.
There was a lot of buzz about our first game of the season. Would I be able to maintain my high scoring ways or had I been a one season wonder? To put an end to that question I scored another hat trick in the season opener.
As the horn went to an end the game I looked into the seats and saw a familiar white parka, the big blonde with the pigtails sitting smiling at me.
After the shower and getting dressed I came out to find her waiting.
"So, let's go to your truck and have a talk."
We got in my old truck and she began.
"Doug, I am so glad to see you've made out so well with your wish."
"I don't know how to thank you, it's been a dream come true."
"Time to make a second wish. I hope it's as good as the first one."
"There are so many things I could wish for because of my age I may never have this opportunity again. I wish that I could lead my team to win the Stanley Cup."
"Aiming high aren't we?" Okay, your wish is granted but you know this will cost you, there will be sacrifices to be made."
"Yes, I realize that. I've already lost Tess. That loss really hurt me.
"That loss hurt her more than you. You don't know the half of it. Maybe by the end of this season you'll be wishing you'd asked for the blow job."
"Don't tempt me, Mina just sneers at the suggestion."
"You're cute, I like you and you make excellent wishes."
She left as she had before, just dissolving into thin air.
Mina left me early in the season to chase after some rock star across Europe. I had tried contacting Tess while we were on the road that season. She would reply that she was fine. She did say she had a new job working with the Richard Nightingale Advertising Agency.
The season was long and a hard slog. I may have had oodles of talent thanks to my mystical giftress but the wear and tear on my body at my age was murder.
We made it into the finals and for a while I thought that she might not grant my second wish, the other team was incredible. The series came down to a do-or-die game seven. We went three overtime periods before I scored on a blistering slap shot from the point. We won the cup!
I skated around the arena with the cup held high above my head and I shouted out...
