Claimed:Francis York Morgan's Coffee [Final 6/6]

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Hello, I'm Special Agent Francis York Morgan. Please, call me York. That's what everyone calls me. This is a special that I will be starting every so often to give civilians a perspective of my history in hockey as I join this very quirky and interesting league.
 
Let's start with the basics. I am from the quiet town of Langley, British Columbia. I have spent the last year or so winding down and playing hockey after a very stressful and strenuous investigation in Greenvale, Washington. After that was finished, I found myself a completely new person and decided to find a new hobby. That hobby was taking to the frozen ponds and playing hockey.
 
At first, I was not a very good player, getting schooled by larger players in big handlebar mustaches, and overweight guys wearing denim suspenders. It was quite an ordeal and one that I didn't want to last, so I spent hours playing hockey and drinking coffee to keep energized. Eventually my game improved to the point where I was able to roll through those monsters I called opponents and win the self-respect to join a competitive team.

 

When signing up for teams, the only one I seemed to be able to suit up for was "Beer League." This I found frustrating, as I could not find a single coffee league to join and it is all I ever drink now. With that disappointment I took my lumps and joined on a team as a free agent. The team that I went to was actually pretty good, and I learned a lot how to drink water between shifts instead of coffee, as well as to use sick toe-drags and curl-wristers instead of witty investigation techniques in order to score. Even though I was not familiar with the positions like Defense and Winger, I seemed to do well. Even as a center, which was a new position for me, I was passing pucks with regularity and not a bad player when compared to my teammates. By the end of the season, I was a man on fire.

 

Another concept I was unfamiliar with was the "Play Offs." I found it counterproductive as I was under the impression games were supposed to be played on the ice. That confusion aside the team made it to the finals of the entire tournament, where I was finally able to produce and score a couple of goals. However my lack of experience proved to be the killing blow to our team, as I did not win a single face off and we were knocked out in the finals. Very disappointing for the team, but they were so happy with my improvement that they asked me to play the next year. The captain realized putting me at the center position was not a very smart move, and his first order of business was to put me in a position where I would not make as big of a negative impact on the team. I got defensive over this conversation, which caused him to put me at defense. There, my talents began to shine.

 

I am not sure what happened the next season that changed for me, as even with my improvements on the pond and in Beer League I still wasn't a talented player, but the coffee I had been drinking for over two years suddenly felt more envigorating. I was skating faster, shooting harder, playing smarter. All of a sudden I started playing like a defenseman of the year, and towards the end of my second season, I was the team's MVP. We went into the playoffs feeling pride, and we felt that this year we would win it all again.

 

That is when I was told the best news I could ever imagine. Scouts had been watching my beer league games by accident and thought that I was actually not a hoser and could hack it in the VHL one day. I was so happy that I asked them what I needed to do to get drafted, and they told me that unfortunately I had to quit my beer league team. This was not an easy pill to swallow, and I had to give up my hopes at a beer league championship for something more.

 

 

My reaction when I received the news I may be drafted into the VHL. Yes, I was eating a sandwich.

 

While spending time in the capital city of hockey, I kept in contact with my beer league players. They ended up making it to the finals again, and may have a real shot to win it even though I am not tearing the league up with my beer league skills. They play next week, so I won't know what happens until then, but I have a good feeling that with the leadership on that team I will be able to enjoy my team winning a championship in the Beer League. Right now I am currently waiting to be evaluated by VHL GMs and see what my future holds. Until I am drafted, I will just have to drink my coffee and see if it has anything to say for my future.

 

Edited January 28, 2015 by Christmas

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Content: 3/3 - Pretty darn interesting article. An interesting approach and I look forward to seeing where you can go from here. Great MS for your first one.

Grammar: 2/2 - Just a couple of mistakes. Nothing major.

 

"and I learned a lot how to drink water between shifts" - should be 'I learned a lot ABOUT how to drink water'...etc etc

"I was under the impression games were" - should be 'under the impression THAT games were'

"skating faster, shooting harder, playing smarter." - AND playing smarter

Appearance: 1/1 - Everything looks good. Fine choice of pictures, although I'm not sure where they are from.

 

Overall: 6/6

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