Parse Bingo - "Media Disaster"
Stanley Cup Final 2019
One coming out, one engagement and one breakup later.
Final minute, slapshot, goal.
Jack hoists the Cup, touches it for the second time on this ice.
He looks straight into the camera as he says, “Marry me, Kent Parson.”
All heads turn: Kent sits at the edge of the crowd, frozen, staring.
He frowns, stands up.
“The fuck, Zimms? Are you for real?”
Jack nods, nervous now. Blush across his face. From the game, the question.
“What the hell,” Kent says. He shrugs. “Sure.”
The crowd erupts.
Reporters run. Cameras pan over.
Summer 2020: A wedding.
This is my drabble for one of my @parsebingo prompts! Based on the silly scenarios that were discussed in the chat.

















