La Liga Strangiato
With the memory of his trip to reclusive Bow Lake still etched in his memory, the troubled young coach couldn't quite move on from his mentor's tepid reception to some of his revolutionary new ideas. Sure, scheduling the defending national champs for a pair of early home games would be a no-brainer, considering his program's perennial status as "Champions of October". But breaking even, in a high-profile out of conference series, probably wasn't going to be enough to accomplish the earth-shattering impact. Heck, even a sweep would likely be forgotten by the time January arrived, and the formerly top-tier program would once again be struggling for air at the bottom of the Hockey East standings. The pressure was becoming suffocating, and occupying too many of Coach's waking moments, so when the going gets tough, the tough go ...
Recruiting, right? Ha, not even close. Besides, that was Stew's and Jules' department. In the dog days of June, with school out of session, and virtually all of hockey shut down for the Summer, it was time for Coach to join the missus and go ... shopping!! Yup, shopping ... and this time, not far from the eastern terminus of Route 4, the MS7 family wandered over to Greenland to check out the local Target department store ...
MS7: Hon, why are we going to this Target place, what's in here for me?!?
MS8: Oh, c'mon hon, you're telling me you've never ever been to a "Tar-JAY" before???
MS7: Uh ... nope. Do they sell hockey gear or fishing stuff? Y'know, guy stuff??
MS8: (giggling) Oh Mikey, you're SO adorable! Nope, no stinky jock straps or socks here ...
... but it was the offseason after all, so Coach just decided to go with the flow and hang with his better half. But after a solid 5 minutes of just gawking at what clothes the missus was scoping out for her summer adventures, he got distracted and slinked off to check out the turtlenecks which were out back near the corner of the store, near some bright colored advertising. Coach seemed almost magnetically drawn to the area, where his sense of curiosity and confusion was quickly noticed by a helpful sales associate, who sauntered over to help ...
PP: Bonjour, mon ami! Mais I be of assistance to you, my good man? You seem confused, n'est-ce pas?
MS7: (startled) ... uh, yeah, I think you can help me here. I'm looking for camping gear, and ...
PP: Je m'appelle Pierre - Pierre Puufster, at your service! You are looking for ... ???
MS7: I am looking for camping gear, outerwear, y'know ... looks like you folks have some interesting ...
PP: Is monsiuer looking for "outerwear" ... or for "outwear"??
MS7: I dunno - is there a difference??? I've never been to Tar-GAY before ...
PP: (giggling) ... ooh, Monsiuer, you make a Freudian slip there, no? You mean Tar-JAY ...
MS7: (confused) yeah, whatever they call your store. Anyway, I'm looking for thermal underwear ...
PP: Well, monsieur, you have come to the right place! How may I assist you in your fitting?
MS7: (blushing) I think I can handle that myself, sir. Anyway, what's up with THIS???
PP: You mean the new "tuck-friendly" feature, n'est-ce pas, monsieur??
MS7: What on God's green earth does that mean? What's it supposed to do??
PP: Well, monsieur, as you have asked, I will try to answer. So if you are a boy and you want to be a ...
Coach's jaw dropped as the sales associate walked him through the explanation, and his initial reaction was to walk away and pretend this had never happened. But after a couple of moments, and working through some thoughts that were beginning to take shape more vividly, the coach found a new sense of appreciation and urgency ...
MS7: Hmmm ... not that I'm personally interested in that feature, but it could come in handy for storage ...
PP: Whatever works for Monsieur, we aim to please. Would you like to make an order today?
MS7: How much inventory of that ... thermal underwear thingie do you have on hand? So to speak??
PP: Monsieur, there is no shortage of your item. Tar-JAY had been hoping to move a lot of these this month ...
MS7: ... well, it does seem a little early in the season for that stuff, but ...
PP: ... but we have to move the stock back here due to ... I think "blowback" is your word for this??
MS7: We'll need dozens of these, maybe a hundred? You got that here, or do you need to order??
PP: Monsieur, I can assure you, we have everything your little heart desires right here. Let me ring you up!
Thirty minutes later, after asking his sales associate to confirm inventory, and making shipping arrangements, Coach wandered around the store to catch up with his missus. Turns out that after an exchange of texts, the missus had wandered off to the nearby Lowe's to put together a list of honey-do tasks for Coach to conquer during his summer downtime ...
MS8: Jeez hon, where've you been? I never imagined you'd stay in Tar-JAY longer than me (giggling)!
MS7: Uh ... well, I found some camping gear out back. Needed to buy some camping gear, that's the ticket ...
MS8: Mikey ... I never knew you liked camping? When did that start?? We've been together a long time ...
MS7: It's not for us, hon ... err, it's for the kids ...
MS8: Our kids HATE camping ...
MS7: ... the kids in the program, hon. Aaahhh, it's for this new dry land training concept I came up with ...
MS8: Typical "Coach Mike" ... just can't unplug from the job, 24/7/365. Why not let Jules handle it instead?
MS7: Jules is recruiting up in Nunavut and Alaska, hon. He can't do it all. And they were running out ...
MS8: I wish your new boss could see you, working SO hard, she'd be SO proud ...
MS7: Let's leave the whole concept of "proud" alone, just for now, OK hon? Just give me the honey-do list ...
So with that, the couple left the site of the day's adventures, with Coach increasingly uneasy but committed to doing everything he needed to do to get his lingering program back to the top of the hockey universe. Two things were for sure ... it was gonna be a long summer, and a very interesting Fall when the kids returned to school ...
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