Superfan (Brooklyn Hockey)

Sometimes lady luck shakes your hand, and sometimes she smacks your face. Sometimes she does both on the same day.Three years ago I met the most amazing woman. We were both down on our luck. Then I got that call—the one that tells you to get your buns on a plane to go meet your destiny.But the girl was left behind. I didn’t have her phone number, and she didn’t know my real name.While I became a professional hockey player, she became a superstar, with platinum records and legions of fans. And a slick, music producer boyfriend who treated her badly.But fate wasn’t done with us yet. When Delilah turns up at a hockey game, I can’t resist making contact. The internet swoons when I ask her out on a date.She might not remember me. But her jerkface ex does. He’ll do anything to keep us apart. Good thing athletes never give up. This time I’m playing for keeps.