SKY’S POV
Thursday’s game started wrong and never fully corrected itself.
I felt it in warm-ups already, a heaviness in my legs that had nothing to do with conditioning, my glove a half-step slow on shots I would normally read without thinking twice. I told myself it was fatigue. I told myself a lot of things that week that didn’t hold up once the puck actually dropped.
First period, I let in a soft one. Not a bad shot, not a screen, just a wrist shot from the top of the circle that I should have had and didn’t, my angle slightly off, my reaction slightly behind where it needed to be.
The bench went quiet in that particular way benches go quiet when nobody wants to say what everyone’s thinking.
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Second period, it got worse before it got better.
A two-on-one broke in clean, and I ov
