Logan POVBy the third day of the showcase, I’d stopped looking into the stands.Not because the scouts weren’t there.If anything, there seemed to be even more of them than on the first day.Clipboards.Tablets.Conversations scribbled between whistles.Every time I stepped onto the ice, dozens of eyes followed every stride, every pass, every decision.Three days ago, that would’ve consumed me.Now…I honestly couldn’t tell you where most of them were sitting.Coach had been right.Harper had been right.Mom had been right.When I stopped worrying about who was watching…I started playing the best hockey of my life.The final horn sounded on the last game of the weekend, and for a moment, no one moved.It was over.Months of preparation.Years of dreaming.Three unforgettable days.Done.The teams met at center ice to shake hands, and I found myself smiling at guys I’d considered competition just a few days earlier.Some of them I’d probably play against again someday.Some I might b
Last Updated : 2026-07-18 Read more