A Busy Off-Season

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After surveying the hurricane that appeared to have hurtled around inside his room, Slava Kovalenko looked at the very neat duffel bag he had just packed which was very much at odds with his current surroundings. It was going to be a very busy off-season for him, with competing in not only the Junior Showcase Tournament for the second time but this would also be his first time partaking in the Pro-Am Tournament as well, but he figured it was a good way to play with different people and see what skills and tricks he could learn from others before his second full season in the VHLM started.

 

Of course, there was the neon pink elephant in the room of the draft coming up and Slava heaved a soundless sigh. He had no idea how that was going to pan out for him, what teams could potentially be looking at him or not. He had kept his head down, nose to the grindstone this last season in Mississauga and really hadn't been paying much attention to which VHL teams might be in the market for a defenseman after this season.

 

But having come out of his first complete season (since he'd been a waiver pick up and only played 12 games in Ottawa before season 94 had ended) as the VHLM leader in defenseman points. Slava liked to think that he would at least warrant a look from teams. He had been somewhat terrified for the M draft since he hadn't had very good luck with things like that in the past and a surprising number of teams had reached out him, interested in drafting him. He hoped that things would go that way with the VHL draft as well and his track record so far would be able to say good things about him.

 

Making sure that his equipment bag contained everything he was going to want for an extended excursion away from home, Slava carried the two bags over by the front door. His ride was going to be here soon, and he wanted to leave so he could get settled in, maybe say hello to some of the other people he was playing with for the Junior Showcase Tournament.

 

He checked his phone and noted that the general manage had sent the roster to the group chat and he checked it. Slava was both surprised as well as quite pleased to see that three of his Mississauga teammates were on his team for the tournament. It would be good to play with Albin, Jay and Ron again and of course, as he'd played with Brandon Petan Jr. last year on the Rush team that had won, Slava would be glad to see Brandon again as well. It felt like he was at least starting to settle into things a little bit more now.

 

A notification popped up on his phone that his driver was almost there, and Slava got his bags slung over each shoulder before locking up behind himself. It was going to be a very busy off-season, but he was looking toward to it.

 

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Edited September 26 by OblivionWalker