Our team hit the field like a bag of angry pit bulls Tuesday night, and while I was happy with the eventual result, and declared the night’s MVP, I was getting really frothy about two thirds of the way into it. For a while there, things were not looking so good. After losing the previous game by two after being up 6-0, I was ready to bite a frisbee in half watching the score tighten up.
Our captain has sent us these inspiring words:
Now, we won 21-16, but the way I remember it there were two key points to that game. We really came out gunning, early on – we were ahead 14-6, at one point. Hey, great, we’re ahead 14-6, and half of their points had come from hospital throws or bullshit tips anyway. It’s all good.
Then all of a sudden, key point number two, we’re only up 18-16. This is not what you’d call good.
We finally turned it around at that point, but here’s the thing: you do not “pull out” a victory after being ahead 14-6. You can snatch victory from the slavering maw of looming incompetence, but that’s not the same thing.