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2026-09-19 07:00:56CHASE'S POV
PLAYOFF PUSH
The team's record climbs into legitimate playoff contention over the following weeks, every game carrying increasing weight as the regular season winds toward its consequential final stretch, and somewhere in the demanding rhythm of back-to-back games and careful, protected calls with Ava, I find myself settling into the particular intensity of a genuine playoff push for the first time in my professional career.
"This is different," I tell Ava dur
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Falling For The Hockey Captain 71
AVA'S POVTHE FALLThe fourth qualifying competition is held in Vancouver, and I fall during my short program for the first time all season, a fluke misstep on the landing of a triple lutz that sends me sprawling across the ice in front of the entire arena and a panel of judges whose scores carry direct weight toward Olympic team selection.The rest of the program continues, muscle memory carrying me through the remaining elements despite the sharp sting of humiliation and the ache already blooming in my hip, but the damage is done, the fall costing enough points to drop me from contention for a podium finish.Coach Reyes finds me backstage afterward, my composure finally cracking the second I'm out of view of cameras and judges, tears spilling over despite my best efforts to hold them back."It happens," she says, pulling me into a brief, steadying hug. "Even to the best skaters. You know that.""I know," I manage, voice unsteady. "It just
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CHASE'S POVGAME ONEThe playoff atmosphere hits different the moment we step onto the ice for warmups, the arena packed and roaring in a way that dwarfs even the most significant regular season games, and I find myself having to consciously steady my breathing before puck drop, adrenaline coursing through me with an intensity I haven't felt since my actual NHL debut."First playoff game nerves?" Doyle asks, settling beside me on the bench during a brief pause in warmups."Is it obvious?" I ask, hands slightly unsteady despite months of building confidence."Everyone gets it," he says. "Even guys who've played fifteen seasons. Just trust everything you've built this year. That's all there is left to do."The game begins with a physicality that immediately signals this is an entirely different tier of hockey than anything I've experienced this season, every shift carrying the weight of playoff intensity, hits landing harder, competition for e
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CHASE'S POVPLAYOFF PUSHThe team's record climbs into legitimate playoff contention over the following weeks, every game carrying increasing weight as the regular season winds toward its consequential final stretch, and somewhere in the demanding rhythm of back-to-back games and careful, protected calls with Ava, I find myself settling into the particular intensity of a genuine playoff push for the first time in my professional career."This is different," I tell Ava during one of our calls, still catching my breath after a grueling overtime win. "College playoffs felt intense, but this is a whole different level. Every single game actually matters for postseason positioning.""How are you holding up?" she asks, genuine concern evident despite her own visible exhaustion from an intensive training block."Good, actually," I say, and mean it. "Better than good. I feel like I'm actually playing my best hockey right when it matters most.""That
Falling For The Hockey Captain 68
AVA'S POVTHE FALLThe fourth qualifying competition is held in Vancouver, and I fall during my short program for the first time all season, a fluke misstep on the landing of a triple lutz that sends me sprawling across the ice in front of the entire arena and a panel of judges whose scores carry direct weight toward Olympic team selection.The rest of the program continues, muscle memory carrying me through the remaining elements despite the sharp sting of humiliation and the ache already blooming in my hip, but the damage is done, the fall costing enough points to drop me from contention for a podium finish.Coach Reyes finds me backstage afterward, my composure finally cracking the second I'm out of view of cameras and judges, tears spilling over despite my best efforts to hold them back."It happens," she says, pulling me into a brief, steadying hug. "Even to the best skaters. You know that.""I know," I manage, voice unsteady. "It just feels different when it happens at an actual
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AVA'S POVSIX WEEKS, DONEThe final week before the evaluation event passes in a blur of relentless rehearsal, Coach Reyes and the choreographer refining small details with the kind of exacting precision that leaves my whole body aching by the time each session ends, but something steadier has settled beneath the exhaustion since Chase's surprise visit a renewed conviction in the program itself, in what it's actually meant to become."You've transformed this piece," Ingrid tells me during a final check-in, two days before the evaluation, something rare and genuinely approving in her usually clinical expression. "This is exactly the kind of artistic development we needed to see.""Thank you," I say, gratitude and lingering nerves tangling together. "It didn't feel possible a few weeks ago.""Six weeks is a brutal timeline," Ingrid acknowledges. "But you rose to it. That matters, going forward. Olympic-level competition demands ex
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CHASE'S POVTHE OVERLAPBuried in the middle of an otherwise grueling schedule, a single, unexpected gift appears a three-day break in my team's calendar that lines up almost perfectly with a lighter stretch in Ava's Olympic pathway training, the first real overlap we've had in nearly a month."You're serious?" Ava asks when I call with the news, disbelief and excitement warring in her voice. "Three actual days?""Three actual days," I confirm. "I already checked flights. I can be there by tomorrow evening.""Chase." Her voice catches slightly. "I don't think I've been this excited about anything in weeks.""Same," I admit, grinning at my hotel room ceiling like an idiot. "I already told Coach. He actually seemed happy for me, which, considering how intense this schedule's been, feels like a small miracle."We spend the rest of the call planning the three days with the kind of meticulous, giddy attention usually re
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