Once again, my original point of focus for this Afterwords looked much different after the first two periods.
Assuming the status quo had remained the same, the plan was to heap mountains of praise onto Jake Oettinger. He has been sharp all postseason long, yet he had not yet had one of those games. You know, the kind where you have absolute no business winning, giving up scoring chance after scoring chance, but your goalie is there to single-handedly drag you to victory.
That’s what Game 3 felt like after 40 minutes, with the Dallas Stars holding onto one-goal lead despite being badly outshot by the Colorado Avalanche.