Our Last Game

The buzzer went off and awoke me from my daze. In my trance I had been thinking about the different offensive and defensive plays that we were about to run, but as the buzzer sounded I came back to the game. This would be our last basketball game as a team and we decided that we would consider this game to be our "national championship". It would show how far we have come as a team and how greatly we have improved individually. We needed this win and we were about to give it our all as a team to come out of this game victorious. It was time for the tip-off. We lost the tip, but we got a steal right off the bat. Already, we had the momentum of the game. After running though our offense a few times, the clock had already been run and it was time for the second quarter. At this point we were losing by four, a deficit that we had come back from many times before, and it was the other team's ball, but we were not worried. We felt confident and relaxed while the other team seemed to rush their offensive and jump at the ball on defense. This would give us the advantage over the other team. The game continued reguarly and the second quarter was soon over. During halftime, we did not talk much about what we could do better, but about the reasons we are playing out there and the reasons that we as a team should come together for this win. The second half was nothing like the first. The intensity rose as we took the lead and the other team became more desparate. The crowd was wild as the refs wrecked more than a few calls. The fourth quarter finally came and we were up by six. Within the next two minutes, they made a small comeback and tied the game up. Coach called a time out to get our heads back into the game.
"Alright guys, this is it. Are you going to let them take this from us? This is our last game! Let's go! Fourth quarter!"
"Our Quarter!" is how we all responded.
It was our time to take this game and there was no way that we would allow them to win. With only forty-five seconds left in the fourth, we were still tied. The clock ran as the team handled the ball on offense, looking for the last shot of the game. With fifteen seconds left, they shot the ball and we feared the worst, but were relieved to see that they had missed and we had gotten the rebound. We pushed the ball, got through their defense, and won as a team as the ball went through the basket and the buzzer sounded for the last time in our season.
The game was over and we had won! This was a moment of true happiness; happiness for my team, how well we played as a team, and how greatly we had improved throughout the season. My elation could not be brought down by anything...except the realization that the final buzzer of this game meant the start of a grueling track season. Within these few seconds, my emotions changed from pure happiness to sorrow.