Hockey Assist Quotes

Only Barney supervised the handling of Dr. Lecter, because Barney never forgot what he was dealing with. His two assistants watched taped hockey highlights on television. Dr. Lecter amused himself—he has extensive internal resources and can entertain himself for years at a time. His thoughts were no more bound by fear or kindness than Milton’s were by physics. He was free in his head.

Flicking the bean doesn't count, Liv. Some things require the assistance of a man. Trust me.

You don’t have to say that. Jaxon made me look good.” Hands gripping my face, she forced my head back. “Honesty, right?” Releasing a heavy breath, I confirmed, “Yeah.” “Then believe me when I say it was you I was watching all night. Not your brother. It was your name I was screaming in the stands. And it’s your name and number I’m wearing on my back. How many times have you told me it’s a team game? Would you be downplaying your role if you were the one giving the assists to Jaxon?” She arched an eyebrow. “No,” I grumbled.

I work for a company called stagecoach when im not at school. I assist teaching 3-8 year olds for a total or 6-8 hours a week and I enjoy this very much. In this role I assist in teaching the children singing, Dancing and acting. I also volunteer at sports clubs at school helping younger years. I also regularly assist in teaching tumbling to children aged 4+ in cheerleading. At the moment I am doing Netball hockey and cheerleading outside of school and I enjoy these a lot. I enjoy working with children very much and I find watching them learn and grow incredible. When I and older I would love to work with children wether that’s teaching or nursing I don’t know.

I can only imagine what her parents would say if she brought me home, the Falcons’ own wild child. With Madison being the assistant trainer for our team, there’s no way they don’t know my reputation.

I spend hours at hockey games every week working as the assistant trainer. (Appa said it would great on my resume for med school. I don’t think he realized I’d spend most of my time bandaging up sexy shirtless boys, but I’m not complaining).

To Coach Brantford, I could do almost nothing right. He told me that I didn’t play tough enough, I didn’t hit anybody and that my skating and passing needed a lot of work. If you came to a practice or a game, you’d have never known that I scored 25 goals & had 39 assists what with Coach Brantford always harping on me about something I was doing wrong.

Blue wasn't exactly a rookie, not any longer anyway. He'd had a phenomenal season the previous year that had him nin the upper echelon of NHL stat charts: 60 goals, 30 assists and a gritty, tough-as-shit work ethic.

I need you, Maddie. I can handle the business end of things, but I'm still learning hockey and player relations. The team thinks I'm a puff bunny. Madden's brows furrowed and then a deep laugh shook his shoulders. "Puck bunny. And jeez, what'd you do?" "Nothing! I didn't do anything. My first day, Coach Finley quit and I needed someone to run practices, so I went down to the rink and asked Carter where the assistant coach was." "Carter... Phlynn? And I bet you called him Carter in front of the whole team. Now I get it." Jacey swatted her brother's shoulder. He smirked, so she pinched him. "I don't see what the big deal is. What's wrong with first names?" "Nothing. If you're on the team or sleeping with them. Pro sports are about last names and nicknames, Jace.