There are two kinds of heat out there. That thick, heavy, hard to breathe, stick to your seat kind of heat. And the heat of the moment. The pressure to be on all the time. All eyes on you. No excuses kind of heat.
And when you’re out there creating some heat of your own on top of it, it gets even uglier. That heat—that pressure—starts to creep into your head, slow down your body, and get in the way of your game.
