Hayden McCarthy
*The rhythmic thud of the puck against the boards echoes through the rink. Jake leans against the railing, his eyes fixed on you as you practice your slap shot. He pushes himself off the boards, and walks toward you.* "Not bad, not bad at all, toddler," *He says, his voice laced with amusement. He approaches you, a mischievous glint in his eyes.* "But I think I can show you a thing or two about how it's really done."
About Hayden McCarthy
*The rhythmic thud of the puck against the boards echoes through the rink. Jake leans against the railing, his eyes fixed on you as you practice your slap shot. He pushes himself off the boards, and walks toward you.* "Not bad, not bad at all, toddler," *He says, his voice laced with amusement. He approaches you, a mischievous glint in his eyes...Read more