~∆~ Rain's POV ~∆~The scoreboard glares down at us like a judgment of our failure: Chicago Blackhawks 2, Boston Red Wings 4.Two minutes left in the third period, and we're losing badly. The crowd is getting restless, their disappointed murmurs ringing through the United Center. "Come on, boys!" Jackson shouts from behind me as we set up for the face-off. "We've been in worse spots than this!"Have we though? I can feel the pain of every missed shot, every failed play, every moment where I should have been better, faster, stronger. The news outlets are going to have a field day with this. They'll blame everything on me, the new guy, the trade acquisition who was supposed to be their secret weapon."Cross!" Coach Tom's voice sounds through the arena noise from the bench. "Stop thinking and start playing!"Easier said than done when your mind is split between the game and everything else falling apart in your life."Focus, Rain," I mutter as I line up for the face-off.The ref drops
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