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[mounties_rock]

WHO:Canada, Norway
WHEN: 6/9 Evening
WHERE:A sports bar
WHAT: STANLEY CUP

Matthew walked into the bar filled with excitement. It was crowded, people everywhere at the bar and at tables. Almost every screen was on the same game. The Flyers vs the Blackhawks.

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[mounties_rock]

When the Flyers got a powerplay the last thing Matt expected was the the Hawks to score, and yet they did! He couldn't help but shout a "Take that Philly!" He couldn't believe the hawks had just scored, except that he could and he was excited. This could really be the game!

Suddenly a whoop from behind caught him off guard. He turned around startled only to see Sindre standing behind him smirking. His heartbeat slowed down from the shock as his friend took a seat. He smiled in greeting, glad that nothing terrible had happened to the other man. Matthew had actually started to worry. It wasn't like Sindre to be late. Or maybe it was, but he had never been late for hockey before. His spoken "Madam Maime" though told Matt it was simply work that had made him miss the first part of this so far very aggressive game

"Ref's been making bad calls all night, Jackass." he said turning back to the game. "You had to work tonight?" he asked absently, his attention still on the screen, however the cut to intermission meant his attention was once again turned toward the other man.