Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

What's going on?

I hate hockey and I don't like kids.

You're telling my son, "Don't bother."

Ugh, I know. I went online, like, ten minutes after the stuff opened,

Why isn't it up to you?

Just me, Nick and Logan.

I thought we would find more players. Team Day's tomorrow.

(COACH T WHISTLING)

SAM: Okay. EVAN: Yeah!

Hey, were you some sort of professional hockey player?

Oh! I have an idea. What if I AirDrop everyone in here about the new team?

(INDISTINCT CONVERSATION CONTINUES)

(MUSIC PLAYING ON EARPHONES)

Can I borrow a bathing suit, or is that weird?

Look, I can skate. It's fine. Don't... I don't even remember it.

Ah. I know. I'm in the car, actually.

So, we still hang at your place after?

Well, there's plenty of room here.

I'm looking for the manager. Are you the manager?

I can barely afford to keep the ice frozen.

Totally different now.

You sure that's the name you wanna go with?

Oh, right. Right. (CHUCKLES) This one works so hard and such a great attitude.

-Evan, sir. -You gotta lay off your mom, Evan.

As reigning state champions, the Ducks are honored to host this event again.

-BOY: Comin' through! Oh, yeah! -(CRASHES)

But wait. Who's gonna be your coach?

Parents trying to engineer their kids' entire lives.

Here we go! Here we go!

Oh, come on, now.

Ladies and gentlemen, give it up for the Bloomington Bears.