Miracle On Ice -Chapter 13- "Making new friends" I stand in front of the banquet hall. I have on a nice light blue dress tee shirt tucked into long black dress pants with a dark blue and red tie. I put my hands into my pockets as I walk inside. I walk around trying to find Michael when I feel a tight grip on my shoulder. When I turn around I see Michael Phelps looking at me with a nice smirk. "Hey Troy glad you could make it! Your sitting at my table if you don't mind" I look at him and laugh. "It's fine, thank you" I smile and walk over to the our table. I sit down as Michael sits down next to me. "How many people are coming?" I ask him as people begin to take there seats. "Only a couple hundred, which reminds me I have someone you might want to meet. She's around your age. So you might want to comb your hair..." he looks at me and laughs. I laugh a little and grab my comb from my pocket. I slowly comb my hair when I notice a girl walking toward the table. She's wearing a black dress which goes perfectly with her long brown hair. She was very tall for a girl and her skin was very tanned. I feel my face get redder as she sits down across from Michael. "Troy this is Alison, the female gold medalist swimmer" Michael says hitting my arm lightly with his elbow. "Hi it's a pleasure to meet you, I've seen a couple of your games on t.v" she says in a very sweet tone. "Hey... It's a pleasure to meet you to. Michael was telling me a lot about you...." I say my face getting even redder as it slightly begins to burn. She lifts a eye brow and looks at Michael. "Did he now?" she says as everyone else sits down and the waiters bring out the main course. "I hope you like caviare!" Michael says as the waiters set down a plate of food in front of me. I look at it as I pick up my fork. "You kidding me, I love this stuff!!" I quickly put the strange food in my mouth. I cough violently as I grab my napkin and spit it out. "What is that!?" I ask sipping my bubbling water. Alison looks at me and giggles like a teenage girl "It's fish eggs" she smilies while she still laughs. Michael looks at me and smirks. "Something tells me you didn't grow up in a rich family?" I look at him as I grab a dinner roll. "Yea we didn't have to much money" I say laughing. We all stay silent as we continue are meal. As we all begin to finish are meals a man in a all black tux stands up and walks to the podium. "Ladies and Gentle men of American, it has come to that time again that we have the annual contest to see who everyone thinks the most important athlete is of this year" the man says loudly threw the microphone. I look at Michael Phelps does the same "This is we're the guy calls up 5 people and we all vote who is the most important". I look at him and nod knowing I'm probably not going to be called up. "Alright and those five athletes this year is Michael Phelps, Hope Solo, Troy Ross, Serena Williams, and Andy Roddick. May all those athletes please come forward". I look at Michael Phelps as he smiles at me. "Stand next to me!" he says as I stand up. We walk over and stand in a straight line. Next to me is Hope Solo. "Alright now everyone please go vote!!" the man says as everyone runs off to the voting booth. About 5 minutes later everyone sits back down and the guy grabs the envelope from the polls. "Alright now let's see who the first 2 people that will be sitting back down. Can Serena and Andy go back to there seats. As the crowd claps my palms begin to get sweaty as I look up at the crowd. "Now the next person to sit down is... Michael Phelps..." I look at him shocked as he nods and walks back to his seat. When I think about it i realize that he hasn't been doing so good this Olympic season. The crowd clap and whistle as the men looks at us both. "and finally the winner of this olympic games is.... Troy Ross, the ice hockey captain". The crowd of people clap and whistle violently as Michael hops out of his seat and hugs me. I can't believe I actually won. Alison joins us as I get the trophy. I kiss it and lift in the air when Alison hugs me from the side. "Congrats on winning!" she says, I slowly feel my face burn red. The rest of the night when on slow but I did know one thing, everyone seemed to care about the hockey team... Now we have to win.