Curves and Stats
Kennedy Blake
Adrian Banes believes in gut instinct and raw talent. I believe in data and statistical models. When I'm assigned to improve his game, it's hate at first sight.
Then my apartment floods, and suddenly we're roommates.
By day, we argue about hockey. By night, I pretend not to notice how his eyes linger on me across the dinner table.
He cooks me breakfast before dawn practice sessions. He defends my work to skeptical teammates. He stands too close during late-night strategy meetings.
For a guy who swore analytics would never change his game, he's surprisingly willing to try my suggestions—both on and off the ice.
With championship pressure mounting and career-defining moments on the line, we've promised to keep things professional.
But when every touch feels like sudden death overtime, I'm discovering that some statistics can't be calculated—like the probability of falling for your grumpy hockey player roommate.
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