The final buzzer sounds. Crestfallen, you drop to the ice as you realize that your best effort just wasn't enough. You couldn't take back a single one of your errors. You went out there and played like a liability, but your team didn't do you any favors either. You made a lot of decisions tonight and three goals you gave up just set back the team. There was no hatred in their eyes as they know they did nothing to help you out. Your coach believed in you. The scoreboard shows 0-3. You definitely made your fair share of errors in your plays, but at the same time, you definitely made a few calls that kept the sieve from widening... or failed to tie it. At the end of the game, a loss like this unacceptable.

Now exhausted, you take a moment to reflect about the game before the cheering gets so loud that you have no room in your thoughts for anything besides getting out of there. As you replay your actions from the night you can't help but linger over those moments where you could have played ever slightly more efficiently or skillfully. Three of those turnovers were your fault but the rest of your plays kept it a close game. Your defensive play is something to be looked at down the line as it was pretty nonexistent. It was never your strong suit, but you have to do better in a game seven. It's a shame and it hurts at the moment, but scientists have been talking about if just the right circumstances line up you can try again.

Now the game is over. Your hard season has come to an end. As you straighten your shoulders to walk out with a little bit of pride left. You see the opponent's goal light up in a golden light. A voice says in your head "DONT LET IT END LIKE THIS"

You made a lot of terrible calls out there at the end. If you had just played it a little different you could have given a cushion to your team and let them play with more confidence. You might have even won the game. Take the chance.

TAKE THE CHANCE