JOURNEE'S POV:The game initially began well-in fact, almost too good to be true. We were so convinced that with the way we started, there was no way we wouldn't get the trophy. That this was going to be a walk in the park.Well, so we thought, just until halftime. The opposing team suddenly became beasts. Their defenses were tighter than ever, blocking every shot, intercepting every pass.It seemed like they had been conserving their energy until the game had gone halfway. It was getting really intense, and unfortunately for us, with less than five minutes left on the clock, Crestview was down by one.The energy in the arena had shifted from excitement to tension, the crowd holding their breath with every play.I was already on my feet, gripping the barricade, my heart pounding so hard I could barely breathe.Come on, Kingston. You can do this.He was on the ice, his movements sharper than ever. I could see the determination in his posture, the fire in his eyes, but our opponents wer
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