Her gaze shifts past me and pauses on Felix. “Jamison’s my favorite because I’m a goalie and he’s a goalie, but every good goalie needs solid defensemen, so I decided you should be a favorite too.” I lift my eyebrows as I hand the poster back to her. “Well, I appreciate that.” “You guys weren’t really vibing at your last game, though. Jamison let some shots through, but you didn’t have his back like you should have,” the little girl says.
