Late in the third period, the Capitals pulled their goalie, and when they shot the puck deep into the Flyers zone, Ron Hextall neatly played the puck,...skated behind his net and then fired it down the ice for a goal!“That’s the first time it’s ever happened in the playoffs! Ron Hextall with 1:02 to go!“ ‘Doc’ Emrick, who was announcing the game, laughed.“That’s pretty funny, that they were just talking about that,” Jessica said.“Hextall is known for that kind of thing,” I said. “He had one last. Then she laughed and sat down next to me, our thighs touching."Doesn't get any better than this," I said, lifting my first beer. "A beer, popcorn, a football game and a sexy woman." It that order," she said with a pout."A sexy woman, beer, popcorn, and football," I quickly responded."That's better," she said as she snuggled into my arm.We watched the game quietly for a few minutes. I wanted to kiss her so bad I could taste it. When a commercial came on I turned and pressed my lips to hers. She. We're going to have to be super careful," she said."I know," I said, getting out of the car."We'll just ... we'll just go our separate ways ... and ... we'll still run together, won't we?" Yes." We were walking to the front door."And there's the class we have together." Yes." I was opening the door."I won't come to your Friday night pizza and beer parties," she offered. I let her enter the house ahead of me."That wouldn't be fair to you, and it wouldn't be fair to Debra. Hell, it wouldn't be. A knock on the door jolted her back to reality. There stood Elaine, her secretary.“Oh hi, don’t worry; I was just daydreaming of Jamaica.”Elaine walked toward the desk and spoke. “I wanted to stop in and wish you a safe trip on your vacation. I’d love to go to the islands with you. Can I hide in your luggage? God Madeline, I am going to miss you, who am I going to complain to when you’re gone?”“Elaine, maybe they will let you work for Barry, the sales manager. After all you told me he was.