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Good morning, and welcome to WBUR Game time,

your home for local sports. I'm Chris Isaakson.

And I'm Colin Jeffries,

here with all the news you need to know.

And some you probably don't.

Preseason hockey starts today,

so today, we're talking all about New England hockey.

What's the latest, Colin?

Well, the Ice Kings

are coming off a great year in the CJHL.

These guys won their division

and had a great run in the playoffs,

but they've lost a number of their top players

to higher-level pro teams.

Yep. Last season, we saw several of the Ice Kings'

top players sign contracts with NHL teams.

Wishing them luck, but in the meantime,

this leaves the minor league Ice Kings shorthanded

when it comes to a veteran presence on the team.

That's right, Chris.

Now, Coach Baird will be looking to Sam Alden,

now in his third season with the Ice Kings,

to take the leadership role on the ice.

Middle, middle, middle!

You don't wear an undershirt?

No. I go raw.

Hey, I can respect that.

Oh, man.

So what do you think of that Hutchings kid?

Uh, he's got a cannon for a shot.

He just needs to toughen up in the corners.

Well, maybe that's not really his style.

I don't think he can get away with that in this league.

Gretzky wasn't real tough in the corners.

- Oh, right. - No, I'm serious.

Like, you want to be a hands guy,

you got to be the best hands guy.

You want to be a grinder, you got to be the best grinder.

Yeah, I guess.

That's right.

Yeah! And the crowd goes wild!

That waitress totally has a thing for you.

- Shut up. - She totally does.

Look at her. Come on.

"Four delicious flavors of sorbet.

With a...

a topping of me."

Well...

I'm sorry to disappoint her.

So...

I have something funny to ask you.

Mm-hmm.

My parents are gonna be in town this weekend.

Okay.

- Would you, um... - would you want to meet them?

Yeah.

I mean, it doesn't have to be a... a thing,

it's just they're hardly ever here,

and, uh, I think you'd really like each other.

That's cool.

Cool.

Hey.

Hey.

I like you.

- Yeah? - Mm-hmm.

I'm kind of on the fence.

There he is!

You see that hot brunette on Saturday?

Mm-hmm.

Jesus.

What, you've never seen an ass before?

Did you ask her to take that?

Of course, man. What?

What, you mean to tell me that you don't have

a single dirty picture of your girl on your phone?

All right.

I'm curious.

Let me see this.

Oh, man.

Mm-hmm.

Mm.

- Wait, what are you doing? - That's just...

You deleted them?!

Dude, the Internet was invented

so you could have an unlimited spank bank

and not have to walk around with creepy stalker photos.

- Aldy, can I see you for a sec? - Yeah, sure.

Have a seat.

Listen, I'm not gonna blow any smoke up your ass.

I don't have room for you on the roster.

I'm sorry. It was a real hard decision.

But I figured you'd rather find out about it now

than at the end of the week.

Where am I going?

I made some calls.

Everybody's looking for guys on their way up.

It's a tough sell. I can't trade ya.

I'm sorry, I... it sucks.

Happens to everybody at some point or another.

Nobody playing when they're 60.

Have you thought about coaching?

I know it's a little early to be thinking about stuff like this.

This guy coaches over at Guertin High,

and he says he's looking for some help.

Hot.

Cold.

Ah, come on!

Do you want me to give it a try?

- Dad? - Give me a couple of bolt caps.

- Sam Alden, you hot shit! - How you doing, buddy?

What are you doing calling a little small-towner like me?

- Hey! - Hey!

- How you guys doing? - I'm good, how are you?

- Good to see you. - I'm doing well, I'm doing well.

Mikey. What's up, buddy?

Hi, Susan.

Hey, everybody! Everybody!

Hey, Noah, my man!

- What's up? - What's up, buddy? Everybody!

I got a special arrangement for Ginny's birthday.

A very special guest.

Okay.

The 2004 Jamesport High hockey captain

and first team all-star, my man, Sam Alden.

Come on! Come here! I'm sorry, I can't help it.

This is my friend Ginny. Ginny... her 30th birthday.

- This is you? - This is her.

- Yes. - Happy birthday.

- Guess who else is here. - Guess who else is here.

Sam!

- Oh, my God! - I can't believe you're here.

- No, dude. - Dude, do you have one?

I mean, not now. No, no, no.

You want a poem?

- She says yes. - She said yes, so...

- Yes, please. - Poem!

Do it! Do it!

- All right! - All right. All right.

- This is for you, okay? - All right.

Uh, well, I...

I don't really have a lot of birthday-appropriate poems.

This one is a little dark, but it's the only one

that has anything to do with birthdays, so...

- Perfect. - All right.

"Womb Whiplash"...

by Nick Kumar.

I'm tired of aging, and I'm tired of crying.

And winning and losing.

I'm tired of lying.

And sinning and boozing.

So damn tired of doubting this love

in the rapture of night to lift me above,

forcing me over as I double in pain.

The crush of my heart... it's love bursting, insane.

And finally, I'm tired...

so tired to feel the wisdom of knowing

that I won't ever heal,

because today is my birthday,

and there is no going back.

- What a downer! - Whoo!

Sorry.

In the best way!

You blame Sam. You blame... you know.

The best way!

So, okay.

You remember what it used to look like... way worse inside.

I mean, like, when Tim first bought the house,

he opens the front door, takes a step inside.

I kid you not, went right through the floor,

landed on his ass in the basement.

- No! - No! - Yeah. Yes.

When he fixed the place up, he sold it for $1.2 million.

I'm not even kidding you. I am not...

You got... You got a house you want to buy?

No, I inherited my grandma's house.

So that will be my first project.

I'm talking, 800, 900 grand after it's done.

- What? - Yeah.

- Dude, that's awesome. - That's my story for the night.

So, Sam, uh, you're a hockey player?

Yeah, yeah.

He's like a renowned hockey player.

- Oh. - Oh, no, no, no, no.

He's being modest.

He's played with guys who are in the NHL.

- Oh, yeah? - Wow. Like who?

- Uh, Chris Bishop. - Jared Schafer.

Jared fucking Schafer!

You have no idea who that even is.

Yeah, I do. Yeah, I do! He plays for the Ice

Fuck.

- That is not a real team. - Not a real team.

I even know who that is. That's... that's awesome.

Thanks. Yeah.

Did you say "Ice Pricks"?

You know, they're coming up.

Oh.

Well, here, cheers to the summer of 2004.

No, but for real, that was over a decade ago.

Is it hard to circle jerk with three people?

No, you're right. It was really more of a triangle jerk.

- That was funny. - That was a funny joke.

- Who is that? - Oh, Tess.

She's cool.

She's got this scheme

to drive a carload of weed down to Virginia

to make enough money to pay for nursing school.

- That sounds like a joke. - Well...

maybe it is. I don't now.

So, is she, like...

I don't know, are her and Eddie together?

I mean...

labels, I don't know.

Hey. Um, I just wanted to say hey.

I hope you're all right.

Uh, give me a call. I'm... I'm thinking about you.

Bye.

- Okay. - All right, my man.

Well, listen...

Yeah, it's awesome.

Tomorrow.

Tomorrow.

Hey, guys. It's me.

Just want to let you know I am at the house...

with a whole lot of cottage cheese.

So, yeah. I'll just be chilling.

Me and 2% cottage cheese getting regular.

The, uh...

hope you guys are...

having fun over there, seeing all the sights.

- Hey! - Hey!

There he is!

- Go in the water! - Oh!

- Lindsey? - No.

She's just a friend.

Whoo!

- Oh! - Oh, ho, ho!

You motherfucker. Right here?

- Right there. - All right.

Oh!

Yeah!

Hey, what do you guys want to do tomorrow?

Same thing we do every day, Pinky.

Hey, when are you gonna start fixing up that house?

I don't know, why?

I thought maybe I could help.

What, like this week?

- I got cut. - What?!

Yeah.

Jesus, man.

What about other teams? They're not gonna trade you?

No. I'm just...

I'm gonna stick around here for a while.

Shit, yeah.

I'll show you the house this weekend, huh?

- All right. - Oh, my God!

Did you see that?!

Nobody saw that?

God saw it.

Well, man, on the bright side...

it looks like you're stuck with us for a while.

So what... what about you?

What's... What's your plan?

Whoa!

Well, I'll probably give writing another year.

Just another year?

"Write without pay until someone offers to pay you.

If nobody offers within three years,

sawing wood is what you were intended for."

Mark Twain said that.

God. God, I hate to... pick on Mark Twain,

but I think his advice might be just a little bit out of date.

Dude, this is awesome.

Yeah, I figured my grandma would sell it off

and split the money with my cousins,

but she just left it all to me.

- Fuck. - Yeah, you know,

I figure with a little work... it could look pretty nice.

Yeah.

Come on, let me show you inside.

Okay.

Right.

I want to lighten it up in here.

Add a skylight. Rip out this linoleum.

Just gut it.

Uh...

Get a better sink, paint...

obviously.

It's a lot of work, dude.

Yeah, I think we can pull it of, though.

- Yeah? - Yeah.

- Can't really pay you. - That's okay.

Just keep buying me beer, you know.

Things get tight, maybe your dad could hook me up with something?

Yes, for sure.

Yeah, this could work, this is great.

Figure we could put it on the market, six, eight months.

Let me talk to my mom's friend.

She's in real estate, get us an estimate.

Then maybe we can figure out a cut for you.

- All right. - Yeah?

- That sounds good. - Why are we still here?

Let's celebrate. Come on.

Appreciate it.

Ah.

Oh, that hit the cheeks.

You pussy.

- Another one. - Yeah.

Hey.

I'm not sure what to say here.

I don't want to bug you.

I just, um...

Can you at least let me know you're alive?

Oh, son of a bitch!

Oh, shit! Sorry.

H2O.

- H2O? - Oh.

Thanks. Thank you.

Hey, remember, um...

uh, Kenny Schmidtz?

- You mean Fancy Pants? - Fancy Pants.

Yeah.

- Do you see him? - Is he still here?

He works at the Crab House.

Oh! Karma's a bitch.

You know.

This is pure muscle.

I know, I can see that.

Nuts and bolts, nuts and bolts.

- Hey, Edward. - Huh?

Do we need this?

Hey, hey, hey.

Watch where you're sticking that thing.

Watch it. Watch it.

Yeah, we need that, though.

They're looking pretty good this year.

That Schafer kid's looking great.

You follow hockey?

No.

Another one?

I'll get a... I'll get a beer

and a... and a shot of whiskey, thanks.

No, no, no. I'm gonna go home.

All right, all right.

All right, good night.

Bye.

Last call, boys and girls.

Here ya go, pal.

- All right, buddy. - I'm gonna drive you home.

- No. - It's not up for debate.

Kenny says so. Come on.

- Where's Eddie? - He left.

I'm... I'm a big girl. I'll get you home just fine.

Come on. Let's go.

- Oh, my God. This is amazing. - You feeling a little better?

Just keep driving around and never stop.

Is it all right if I put on some music?

Mm-hmm.

You don't have to do this.

You know, you... you can just take me home.

- Don't worry about it. - I'm not tired yet.

Thanks.

So tell me about playing hockey.

It's... fun.

It was fun.

It was a lot of traveling.

- God, I want that... - to travel.

- Maybe take a detour... - on your way to Virginia.

- Jesus, that w... - that's not happening.

And... and it was supposed to be a secret.

Mum is the word.

What?

Is it hard being so preppy all the time?

Or do you just move from private school to country club

and just never really think about it?

You're, like, making my head hurt, man.

- Oh, poor baby! - A hockey player with a headache.

- Well, how about this? - Go fuck yourself and turn here.

What's down here?

All right.

All right, right there.

That's Orion's belt.

Right.

Those three...

those are the belt.

And then, um... that... that middle one's dead.

But we'll see it for now.

I mean, it's like... it will be around for...

like, another million years or so.

How do you know that?

- Outward Bound. - Wow!

And right there, that's his head.

And, uh...

...he's carrying a spear, and he's...

he's hunting a boar.

- Sam. - Tess.

Why not?

I can't.

What about Eddie?

Are you guys exclusive?

Well, I like you. Just between us.

I don't know. I just...

You're supposed to be the good guy.

- Good guys finish last. - And how do you know?

Oh, well, like you said, I'm the good guy.

I did everything I was supposed to do.

Where's my reward for that?

You know, I just... I want to...

I want to stop worrying about...

so much about doing the right thing.

And I want to live a little more.

You know? I mean, like... like Eddie.

Like Eddie?

- Yeah, man. - He's... you know...

He's like the life of the party.

Everybody wants a piece of him.

Yeah, I... I guess, but...

I think he idolizes you.

He wishes that he got out of here.

Like you.

I'm back.

Who's that?

It's Ginny.

What did you tell her?

Uh...

that I was safe and sound at home.

Do you, uh, do you want to learn some more constellations?

Mrs. Whitt, thank you so much for coming by.

I really appreciate it.

Don't call me "Mrs." It makes me feel old.

Hey.

- Hello, I'm Suzy. - Hey, I'm Sam.

Actually, I'm Betty and Todd Alden's son.

Oh, my gosh. It's been ages.

They're away for a while, aren't they?

Yeah, just another couple months or something.

Oh. Say hi to them for me, will you?

All right, yeah, I will.

How about I show you inside, huh?

We're working on the outside right now.

Um, but I want to put a skylight here, open it up.

- Uh-huh. - Take out that linoleum.

- Yep. - Bedrooms back here.

Bathroom.

- It's really nice. - That's about it.

With some work, it'll be great.

So? What are we looking at, ball park?

To be honest, I'd hold on to it for a while.

Prices are coming up.

I bet if you held on to it for another one or two years,

you'd get an extra 30%, 40%.

Huh.

What could we get for it now?

- As is? - No, after all the work's done.

Well, I'd have to see the work first.

Bickle's house is on the market for $400,000,

but it didn't sell.

Two or three years ago, that would have been gone.

I would say $250,000, but you got to find the right buyer.

Huh. Wow.

But I'm telling you, I would hold on to it.

- That's my advice. - All right.

Well, Suzy, thank you so much.

- Okay, not a problem. - I'll be in touch.

- Yep, take care. - All right.

- Thanks a lot. - Thanks for coming by.

- Bye. - Appreciate it.

Drive safe!

Shit!

Don't look so smug.

Well...

I guess this is it.

I... I really hoped that you

just needed a little time to grow up, but...

I don't feel like being ignored any longer.

So I hope you find what you're looking for.

- Hey, yo. - Yup.

- Thanks. - Yup.

I want to ask you something.

Don't take this the wrong way.

I don't understand what you're doing here.

That's not a question.

All right, you prick, you know what I mean.

I mean...

I'm not selling the house anytime soon, you know that.

I mean, I appreciate the help.

It's just there's nothing for you here.

Unless I'm missing something.

I mean, you're not missing nothing. There's...

There's nothing to get.

There's nothing for me in Boston, either.

You know, I like hanging out with you guys.

Cute.

Man, if you'd have told me 10 years out of high school

that we'd be sitting around Jamesport,

working on a house...

I would have said you were completely full of shit.

Yeah, what, you thought you'd be touring the world,

having threesomes with groupies?

Hell, yeah.

Watching you drink champagne out of the Stanley Cup.

We could still have champagne.

Just no Stanley Cup.

Won't be the good kind, though.

- Oh! Whoo! - Another one?

No. I got to pee.

Samuel? Samuel?

- Huh? No, no, I'm good. - I'm good.

Only if he does it.

- No, no, no, no. - This is all you. This is you.

All right, all right, I'll do another one.

That's my boy!

Hey, you make it happen with Nicole yet?

- No. - Come on. I think she's into it.

Oh, yeah?

So what... what about you?

- Missed out on that one. - Dude, what do you mean?

She's still here.

I don't know.

Things with Tess are going good.

I'm kind of thinking I ought to keep that going.

- Cool, man. She's awesome! - Yeah, that's...

wait, so is she, like, your girlfriend now?

- I mean, there's no ring. - What do you want?

Nothing. Nothing, dude.

That's cool. It's awesome.

Hey, hey. What's going on?

- Nothing. - Drinking.

Oh! I saved you the last one.

Oh. Yikes!

Oh, God! Stay classy, Nicky.

- We were talking about you. - Oh, yeah?

- Yeah. - Saying you're good people.

Oh.

- All right, dudes. I'm spent. - Oh.

- Oh, come on! - The night is young.

No, no, I'm just beat.

Well, sleep tight.

See ya!

Don't let the bedbugs bite you on your big vagina!

Vagina.

Are you smoking to look sexier?

All right.

I was gonna say that it was working!

Why are you so mopey?

God. Man, this is weird.

Huh?

So I-I was talking...

to Eddie tonight,

and it sounds like he takes this thing that you guys got...

pretty seriously.

Huh.

What?

You shouldn't be doing this to him. Feels shitty.

What, oh, I shouldn't be doing this to him?

Yeah, you shouldn't, I shouldn't.

I'm just hooking up with him because it's fun,

not because I want to marry him. You're his friend.

I just think it's really weird

that you don't give a shit about the fact

that he's really into you.

Oh, pardon me for not being more thankful

for the attention of Mr. Big Shot.

You want to start fucking him instead?

What the fuck?!

I thought you wanted to be more like Eddie

and less of a fucking pussy.

Sorry.

I'm sorry.

I think there must be something wrong with my ears.

I think...

...that I heard you say sorry, but...

that can't be right.

Ha ha.

I'm gonna go home now.

Hey.

What?

What do you want?

Nothing. I'm sorry.

Okay.

- Bye. - Bye.

What the fuck?

Hey, man.

Hey.

Where is everybody?

Elephant Rock.

How come you're not down there?

I came by to grab you.

We were gonna shoot fireworks off the bluffs.

That's cool. Still want to go?

- I went by Tess'. - She wasn't home, either.

Uh-huh.

You want a beer?

You want to be a pussy about this?

Fuck, man, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry. Man, I...

I thought you were both seeing other people.

And I... I had no idea how you felt about her until tonight,

and I told her...

I don't... I don't want to do it anymore.

- You fuck her first? - Come on.

Is that an unreasonable question?

You know, if you didn't think I'd care,

then why didn't you just tell me, man?

I don't know.

Man, I don't... I thought we were just hanging out.

You know, like we did, like in high school.

No, no, no! That's you!

We live here! You're slumming it up.

Eddie, come on, that's fucked up.

- Fuck! - Jesus!

Fuck you, man. Go home.

Hey.

Hey.

What's... what's up?

I guess we fucked up, huh?

Is he pissed?

Yeah. He's really pissed.

Do you want to come over?

Oh, boy!

That's... That's not why you called?

No.

I just didn't have anybody else to talk to.

I really think that you should come over.

No.

'Cause we'll hook up.

I mean...

It wouldn't be the worst thing in the world, would it?

See, that's... that's what you'd be saying

if I was there right now.

And then you'd...

point out some stars and...

one thing and another...

- So what? - So...

then in the morning, we'd be right where we are now,

except worse.

Hey, listen, I got an idea.

Why don't you come with me to Boston?

What do you mean?

I mean, I can't stay here, and I got to go back to Boston.

- What, you want... - you want me to drive you there?

What are you talking about?

No, come with me.

And, uh, you can stay with me.

You're asking me to move in with you.

Well, I mean, like, not forever.

Wow, damn.

I have a job.

I have an apartment and friends.

Did... does that look like nothing to you?

- I didn't say that. - No, but you implied it!

Listen, you know what?

Yeah, you told me that I should be less of a pussy.

That is real great advice.

That's working out great for me.

- Yeah, I never said that. - You said that.

You know...

you know I used to be married?

No.

Yeah.

Yep.

He was my high-school sweetheart,

and we were saving up to buy an apartment together.

And...

and I thought we were gonna be together

for the rest of our lives.

But it didn't work out.

So, yeah. Me and...

You know, you and I fucked up, but...

it is not the worst thing that's ever happened.

You know, I-I don't...

I don't know what you want me to do with that.

- I don't... I don't... - I don't know. I don't know.

I don't...

I don't really care what you do with it.

I'm gonna go.

Okay.

Okay.

- Bye. - Bye.

I'm gonna go home for a while.

Okay.

To, uh, to Rhode Island.

- Aren't your parents away? - What are you looking for?

Yep.

You have tryouts tomorrow.

- No. - Really, why?

I got cut.

What?

- Oh, my God. - I can't find my towel.

You can just... you can hang on to it.

What are you talking about?

I don't want you to worry about me.

I got to go.

Sam, I'm sorry, but don't do that.

Don't just walk away from me.

Please talk to me.

Hey, Sam. Sam!

Hey. Hey, it's me.

Uh... I am... I'm really sorry to be...

calling you out of the blue like this, but, uh...

I have been meaning to call ya, actually.

And, uh...

Anyway, I...

I think I left the keys to my apartment at your place,

and, uh, I meant to leave... your keys, obviously.

So, uh... yeah.

I hope... I hope you're... I hope you're doing good.

And, uh...

and, uh, I'd like to see you and talk to ya, you know.

Okay. Uh, thanks.

Thanks, bye.

Idiot.

Douche bag.

Oh, fuck.

- Hey. - Hi. Here are your keys.

So, uh, so how are ya?

- Really good, thanks. - I have to go.

Can we maybe get a...

No, you just showed up out of nowhere,

and I have to go to work. I can't be upset right now.

It skittered through Wilcox,

and it's blasted back home, and everyone...

- Hey, hey, hey. - Hey, buddy! Good to see ya.

You, too, man.

- Hey, man. - Hey.

The game just started.

Backhander. Oh!

So where you been?

Thought you got sent to Guantanamo or some shit.

No. I...

I just went home for a while, try to figure some stuff out.

Oh, yeah? What did you figure?

Wherever you go, there you are, right?

What is that, fucking Dr. Seuss?

Listen, trying out anywhere?

No.

Really?

You hanging them up?

Goal!

A lot of traffic in front,

and Rory McTavish has gotten the first goal of the game.

And, Joe, this is a double whammy.

This is off a tough face-off for the Clippers going up

against one of the best face-off guys in the league.

Louie Martens grinds it out.

Does a great job of buying some time, a little soft pass...

Thank you.

Thank you. Thank you very much, folks.

Thank you.

Well, we have a wild show today.

I have a...

So let's meet Julia and her husband, John.

What? God.

John, you love your wife a lot, right?

All right, I think it's time to hear your wife's secret.

Julia, you came here today to tell your husband something.

Go ahead.

Oh, God.

Oh, fuck.

Oh, fuck.

Fuck!

Shit.

I know you got no reason to hear me out.

You have no reason to... to listen to me.

I've... I've screwed up a lot of things in my life, and...

I know that I've made mistakes, and, um...

and I've... and I've... I've made a lot of people really...

I've hurt a lot of people, and I've, um...

messed up, screwed up.

I've screwed up.

You don't have to hear me, but just...

Hey, hey.

It's me. Uh...

Listen, I know that you're really, really mad at me,

and you're totally right to be, but, um...

I really would like to see ya and maybe grab a coffee if...

So, okay, so, how about this?

Uh, I will be at the park Saturday at 5:30.

And, uh, I'd really like to... to see you there.

Okay, thanks. Bye.

What do you want to say?

I, uh...

Thanks for coming, and, um, I, uh...

Okay, um...

I... I know that...

that you're... you're really, really mad at me,

and... and you're totally right to be, and...

You already said that.

I did.

Um...

I'm really sorry, and, uh...

you know, I screwed up...

a lot of things in my life, and I...

...I know that... that I... that I made mistakes, and, uh...

Shit, that sounds stupid. I don't know.

Um...

Man, I thought I had this figured out.

I was...

And, uh...

I was just fucking making excused here.

Why am I even here?

Everybody told me this was a terrible idea.

- I know. You're right. - I know you're right.

No, you don't. You don't.

Any sane person would just forget about you.

I was just okay at hockey, Lindsey.

I mean, I was... I was good.

I worked my butt off, and, uh...

the guys liked me, and, uh... but I was fooling myself.

Getting cut scared the hell out of me.

And I was really embarrassed.

And, um...

...I don't know who I am.

But I know that I really, really care about you a lot.

I'm gonna shut up now.

I don't expect anything.

You are...

You're... you're awesome.

I'm gonna go get us two coffees and I don't expect it,

I don't deserve it, but I hope you stay.