Overtime shootout. It’s up to me to keep us in the game and the playoffs. Stick handling the puck toward the goalie, I pull a deke. Drop the shoulder…shoot…CLINK!!! Vulcanized rubber hits solid steel. I hit the post. The other team jumps off the bench, victorious, while I hang my head and slowly skate over to my team. I mumble a sad, “Sorry guys,” and look over at the college recruiters talking to some of the athletes on the other team. If only I’d shot half an inch to the left! Then maybe those scouts would be over here. I slink to the locker room, take off my skates and kiss the blades. Kinda like kissing my career good-bye. As I get up from the bench, I feel a firm hand on my shoulder. Coach. I’d thought I could sneak out, but he’s not having it. “Where ya goin’ kid? Givin’ up without a fight?” I look at him incredulously. I’d just let down my entire team and blown my chance to play in college…..
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- Written by: Keenan Rogers