Tuesday, July 15, 2008

I need to stop

This is part of a convo me & my friend were having...

mrsjordanstaal11 (10:31:06 PM): don`t laugh at this, but seriously the only reason I have a smile on my face at work is because of you
shadowff302 (10:31:17 PM): aw haha thanks
shadowff302 (10:31:22 PM): im not that great
mrsjordanstaal11 (10:31:31 PM): yes you are
shadowff302 (10:31:44 PM): no im not why am i
mrsjordanstaal11 (10:32:33 PM): because you`re ryan...I don`t know you just walk make me smile. you always know what to say to make me happy.
shadowff302 (10:32:52 PM): haha aw thanks
shadowff302 (10:32:55 PM): i try

Sunday, July 13, 2008

Welcome Home Jordan...

So even though I hate first person I wrote this in first person because I was talking to my friend & this was off the top of my head. It made me used at some point in my Jordan story.

Intro- Jordan had been in Canada visiting family for a week without me.

I was just about to fall alseep too, when he walked in the door. Well lets just say I wasn`t tired anymore. He sat down on the bed & kissed my cheek, because he thought that was I asleep.
"You want your welcome home party tonight or tomorrow?"
He sat there looking confused & I crawled over & straddeled his hips. I kissed him & ran my fingers through his hair then down his back.
Once I got to the bottom of his shirt I broke the kiss just long enough to slide it over his head. Even before it hit the floor he had placed his lips back on mine & had gotten the idea. He ran his hand along my back & slowly slid my shirt up, inch by inch not wanting to take his lips from mine. Finally when all of my stomach was exposed he pulled away but just as quickly as last time his lips were back on mine. I got up from his lap, but still only inches seperated us. I ran my hand along his chest & stomach. Once I made it to his jeans, I quickly undid the button & zipper & a huge smile came to his face. My shorts landed somewhere on the other side of the room, but neither of us cared where the landed. I pushed him so that he laying on the bed & I on top of him. We rolled over so that we was on top & the blue & white flowered bra hung from the bedside lamp. I hadn`t noticed until this point that he was wearing my favorite pair of blue & white plaid boxers & I couldn`t help but smile. But those & my blue bikini underwear made it to the floor. Much later I lay in his arms & he placed a gentle kiss on my cheek before saying, "Baby I love you so much."
"I love you too Jordan, welcome home."

Please tell me what you think, remember that it was off the top of my head when I was talking to my friend. And let me know if it should be put into my Jordan story at some point.

Tuesday, July 8, 2008

No Matter What Others May Say...I Love You

When the big trade took place in Feburary the Guins lost two key players. But most fans only aknowledged the absense of team captain`s best friend Colby Armstrong. But someone else was also lost on the day, someone valuable, someone I love more than the ordinary hockey fan could ever imagine; Erik Christensen. Crush was a small guy; in respect to weight, but he knew how to throw his weight around earning him the nickname Crusher. Being the main shootout man he made a huge impact not only on the team but also on the fan base. However this seemed to be forgotten when he pulled a jersey of another color over his head. I miss Crush equally as much as I miss Colby & the song I wrote was also for him. Unlike with Colby I have not been lucky enough to be graced by Erik`s presence, but someday I hope to be able to say that I have. Erik will always be a Penguin in my heart & someday I hope that I will be able to call his name as he steps onto Mellon Arena ice; a Penguin once more.

Monday, July 7, 2008

The Big Time [A Jordan Staal One Shot]

Jamie was a Penguins fan who was supposed to be attending Robert Morris University. At least that was her plan to go to RMU and become a hockey announcer; she already had a back up job writing sports reviews for a local newspaper. However the summer before she started college she was asked to write a book about one of the Penguins. "So who am I writing about?" she asked.

"Jordan Staal."

"Okay." She said before hanging up. 'Staal's cool but I would rather write about Sid or Marc-Andre, they're so cute.' She thought.


"Hi Mr. Staal I`m Jamie Peters," She said shaking his hand.

"Nice to meet you and please call me Jordan, we're going be spending the next year together." It was the first day of training camp for the 2007-2008 season, Jordan`s second year in the league. All the guys were out on the ice practicing and doing drills while Jamie sat on the bench with her notepad thinking of questions to ask Jordan about his hockey career and his family. 'So whats it like to play in the NHL? No that`s what everyone asks and I`m not everyone,' she thought to herself.


"So hows the book coming along?" Jamie's best friend Katie asked.

"Pretty good its fun being with the team all the time and I think I may be starting to like Jordan."


"Well I mean I've liked him as a player since he was drafted but the longer he`s on the team and the more time I spend with him the cuter he gets."

"Aww someone has a crush-" Just then there was a knock on Jamie's hotel room door.

"I gotta go someones at the door," she hung up her phone. "One minute." She opened the door to see a tall man with blonde hair and blue eyes. "Hey Jordan I totally forgot we were meeting for an interview."

"Its cool, you ready?"

"Yeah, just let me get my notepad." She got up from the bed to walk over to the dresser to pick up her notebook. She looked up at Jordan`s reflection in the mirror, before walking over to him she tried to hide her smile. "So out of your brothers who do you think is the most aggressive?"

"Probably Eric, he`ll do anything to win-"


The season continued to go by with wins and the occasional loss. Times got hard first when Fleury went down in Calgary and even harder when Sid went down in a home game against Tampa. "So Jay how are all these injuries affecting not only the team but you in general?"

"Well they`re making it so guys are getting more ice time and it puts us all in a position where we have to work harder than we would if they were in the line-up. So for me I`m just trying to play my 'A' game to help the team through this."


Jamie was sitting on the bench working on her notes at practice one day, Jordan was standing along the far boards looking off in Jamie's direction. "Hey Gronk what ya doing?" Army asked bringing him back to Earth.

"Nothing," He said putting his mouth guard back into his mouth.

"Right that`s why you`re staring at the girl who's writing a book about you."

"I wasn`t staring," he said weakly.

"Someone has a crush," Colby said in a sing-song voice. "Tell her you like her."

"No man it could ruin everything. We`re pretty good friends and she`s writing a book about me. There`s no way a girl like that could like a guy like me."

"Hey man you never know until you try."


During games nothing else could get her attention, but when it wasn`t game time it took a lot to pry Jamie away from her notes and the rough draft of her book. "Hey Jamie hows the book coming?" Jordan asked sitting down next to her at his stall.

"Pretty good, what`s up with you?" she asked looking up from her notes. He didn`t give her a spoken answer, he ran his finger along her cheek so that she was facing him and he kissed her.

She kissed back then quickly pulled away, "Jordan what the hell?" she asked with a smile on her face.

"Jamie I love you."

"I love you too Jordan," She said then her lips found their way to his.

Colby walked in to the locker room, "Hey Jor..." he stopped in his tracks. "I guess you told her," he said with a laugh then turned around to walk back to the runway. "Oh yeah he told me," Jamie said briefly pulling away from the kiss to laugh. "He told me."


"You wanna go get a drink?" chuck asked after walking down from the players parking lot.
"Sure why not." after saying bye to Anthony & Jesse they headed down to 7 11 where they both got Sidney Crosby BIg Gulps. "We should probably stop at the Mariott before the game starts." They walked around 7 11 for a while before Miriya said," Ok no we`re going to the Mariott."Crossing the street while talking to Michelle, Miriya spotted a farmilar face. "Oh my God," she said falling.
"Who is that?"
"It`s Colby Armstrong!" She could have sworn that he looked over at here.
"Are you serious, go over, have him talk to me on the phone."
"Michelle I don`t think I can do it," she said from the bathroom.
Once they walked out of the Mariott they went & sat on the ledge. Even though it was a little awkward she admired the back of Colby`s head.
"Let`s go over there," she said pointing to the other side of the stage.
They stood & listened to him talk for about half an hour as people came, got there pictures, & left. Michelle called again & said that she was on her way.
"Where is she?"
"I don`t care, I`m looking at Colby."
Michelle finally showed up with sharpies & camera in hand & turned red as she saw Army. He finished talking to the TV people, came down the steps, & walked over to them.
"Hey guys."
"Colby you rock my world," Michelle said.
This made him blush, they told him about how they had written songs about him & it made him smile.
"People look at me weird when I wear this shirt," she said turning around to show the ARMSTRONG on the back.
"Nice," he said smiling.
He signed Michelle`s shirt & she totally freaked out. They got a picture & he gave her a hug. "Colby could you sign my shirt? I know it`s a Sid shirt but..."
"It`s ok I can deal with that guy."
"Well he is your best friend." This made him giggle.
"Where do you want me to sign...anywhere?"
"Anywhere`s fine."
"I`m gonna need you to pull your shirt tighter."
She pulled down on her shirt & smiled as Colby signed on her chest. They got a picture & somehow her hand made it to his ass.
"Can I have a hug?"
He leaned down & put his arms around her, it was a damn good hug for someone as skinny as Army.
He went to sign Chuck`s jersey, "I`ll sign over here so Bugsy can sign in the middle."
They talked for a little while longer before the TV people told him that he needed to go.
"Can I give you something?"
"Sure as long as it`s not too big so I can carry it around all day."
Michelle ran over to her bag & grabbed the song she had written. Handing it him she was still shaking & he smiled.
"Thanks guys, I really apperciate this. I`d love to stay but I really gotta go."
"Bye Colby, thank you."

Conclusion-Colby Armstrong is one of the sweetest guys EVER!!! Meeting him was the best thing has ever happened to me. Chuck was wearing his Khaki school pants, his Shaqs & his Malone jersey. Michelle had on her brown Pumas, light blue jeans, & her Armstrong shirt. Miriya was wearing her black converse, Guins pants, a gray Crosby shirt, & her Crosby hat. Colby had on black dress shoes, dark blue jeans, a blue & white dress shirt & a light brown dress jacket. So sweet, so funny, & super sexy. Colby has made my life complete & I will remember that day forever. He will always be a Penguin in my heart & I love him.

If you wanna see pics let me know.

My Beloved Colby...How I Miss Thee

Colby Armstrong is the love of my life & I miss him more than the average hockey fan could ever imagine. When he was traded that solemn day in February I cried for only God knows how long & vowed never to forget him. It was deep into the Stanley Cup Playoffs when I read an article about the former Guin before heading off to school; reading this caused me to shed my emotions in the form of tears. Not knowing what else to do I took a pen & paper from my bag & wrote a song stating how I felt about my Army not being part of the Cup bound band of brothers. The very next day I was lucky enough to stumble upon my hockey hero & make some of the greatest memories of my short seventeen year life. It`s only been a month since I was stading inches from him, maybe even less; as he wrapped his arms around me in a hug. But still it seems like forever ago that I was with him & even longer ago that he was part of the Great Pittsburgh Penguins. I have to admit though, if he hadn`t been traded that fateful day to Atlanta I would have never met him. Never gotten to sing for him the song my best friend wrote & would have never gotten the chance to be friends with him. I hope that someday we`ll be lucky enough to be able to call him a Penguin again as he skates out onto Mellon Arena ice in a black & gold jersey, one more time.