Claimed:The Waiting Game [Final 6/6]

[JumpierPegasus 52]

 

Buffalo, NY --

 

Asleep on the bus at 11pm, a young man is rocked awake by the lady sitting beside him. She mumbles to him that the stop he had mentioned earlier was coming up and that he would need to wake up. It was 11 pm in Buffalo, New York, and the young man was about to embark on the journey that would change his life.

 

School had proved not to be an issue for French prospect Maxime Perron. After going quiet, worrying many General Manager's and scouts, Perron stated that he simply wanted to focus on his studies and get away from hockey. After being given the respect of time away from the great media wave that befalls current draftees, he made his journey to the VHLM Combine in Buffalo, New York. A 14 hour round trip from his home in Cambridge, Perron had planned to use the time on the bus as a way to get out of his head and into the mind of a GM on draft day.

 

At 9:00 AM, he hopped on the Red Line train at Harvard Square Station that would take him to his first bus stop. Finding a seat alone as best he could, Perron settled in and focused. He looked at what he needed to focus on to bring his game to the next level, and what he could tell VHLM General Manager's if they asked him about his plans to better himself and his team. After an hour of working out his future plan, he received a phone call from Robert Gow, VHLM Head Commissioner, to inform him that he had made the Top Prospect Game for Team Europe. A broad, toothy smile permanently embroidered itself upon Perron's face for the rest of his train ride. After the phone call he sat back and relaxed until his first stop.

 

When the stop came Perron transferred over to the Northeast Regional line for his first bus ride. One that would take him to New York, then a transfer that would take him north, to Buffalo. During the second ride Perron began to daydream about his future. He heard his name called by a VHLM GM -- first overall, obviously -- and saw himself dominating the league in his first year. While known to be humble on the outside, Perron was still a kid that would dream up his own future, one that included him in bright lights, and as the leader of a Cup winning team. All that Perron had hoped to focus on was forgotten about, and he fell asleep.

 

At 11 AM he was tapped on the shoulder by a nice lady sitting beside him. He was in Buffalo, New York, ready to take the world by storm. This was where he would impress potential General Manager's at a small combine and interview weekend. He wasn't afraid of what was lying ahead, he already had dreamed up exactly who he wanted to become. And now he knew exactly what he wanted to tell General Manager's if they asked him. He wanted to be the best.

[eaglesfan036 4,603]

nice article, and congrats on making it on the prospect game roster!

[DollarAndADream 3,356]

Content: 3/3 - Great article. Interesting and engaging. Good luck with your career!

Grammar: 2/2 -

 

"what he wanted to tell General Manager's" - General Managers. Doesn't need the apostrophe, because it's not a possessive statement.

Appearance: 1/1 - The picture doesn't show up for me, but I know you tried so it's fine.

Overall: 6/6

[Baozi 1,658]

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