NATALIE
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I love hockey—the credit due to my father dragging me to games when I was a kid until I fell in love with the sport and the chaos a game can bring.
Growing up, Benson O’Connors stole my heart away my very first game. He’s a legacy for the Chicago Reapers, built like a greek god skating on ice. Every girl in this city would kill for their shot with such an icon.
So when my BFF agreed to attend the Reapers game this Friday night, I was excited by the idea of seeing O’Connors in action. It’s been almost eight years since I’ve last been to a game.
But when I find myself catching sight of Benson O’Connors, given I’m an eighteen-year-old girl now instead of the little kid I once was back at games, my attraction to Benson is deeper this time…
I’m here pulling myself together as I admire the handsome player taking control of the ice, just like the legacy he’ll always be.
And I’m caught up in wondering if I’ll always just be this fan…for Daddy.
•••
I love hockey—the credit due to my father dragging me to games when I was a kid until I fell in love with the sport and the chaos a game can bring.
Growing up, Benson O’Connors stole my heart away my very first game. He’s a legacy for the Chicago Reapers, built like a greek god skating on ice. Every girl in this city would kill for their shot with such an icon.
So when my BFF agreed to attend the Reapers game this Friday night, I was excited by the idea of seeing O’Connors in action. It’s been almost eight years since I’ve last been to a game.
But when I find myself catching sight of Benson O’Connors, given I’m an eighteen-year-old girl now instead of the little kid I once was back at games, my attraction to Benson is deeper this time…
I’m here pulling myself together as I admire the handsome player taking control of the ice, just like the legacy he’ll always be.
And I’m caught up in wondering if I’ll always just be this fan…for Daddy.