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Dutt Delivers Game-Winner for Somers/North Salem

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Michael Dutt led the Sabers to a huge victory over New Rochelle last week.
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BREWSTER, N.Y.— The Somers/North Salem Sabers had been in this situation before. Trailing New Rochelle 2-0 early in the second period, the composed Sabers weren’t about to let the deficit get out of hand.

Enter Michael Dutt.

The senior scored all three Saber goals including the game winner to propel Somers/North Salem to a 3-2 win over visiting New Rochelle on Feb. 11 at Brewster Ice Arena.

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Dutt deposited the game-winning goal on an unassisted tally with just 4:35 to play.

“I picked up the puck in our own zone and was fortunate enough to get an open lane down the ice,” Dutt said. “I saw an opening in the top right of the goal and I went for it.”

New Rochelle gained a 2-0 lead with 10:14 left in the second period.

“Being down 2-0 was tough, but we all knew we had to keep up the intensity,” Dutt said. “Our goalie Chris Graham shut down the New Rochelle offense for the rest of the game with some amazing saves.”

Dutt started the comeback when he scored with 3:12 left in the second period. The assists went to Nick Caleri and Anthony Morea. He then tied the game with 11:10 left in the third period on an unassisted goal.

“Our team was able to keep up good pressure in the New Rochelle zone and get traffic in front of the net for our shots from the point,” Dutt said of the comeback. “One shot was from a great pass by Nicky Caleri.” 

Graham made 28 saves for the Sabers, who improved to 10-8-1 with the big win over the 15-4-1 Huguenots, a top team in Division 1.

Somers/North Salem will open the Section 1 Division 2 playoffs this week and is looking to make a playoff run after falling in the first round last season.

“I feel that coming off this big win will give us confidence for sectionals,” Dutt said, “and we believe in our ability to come back from behind when the pressure is on.” 

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