Saturday was filled, as usual, with sports. Today was basketball day. My daughter's team is the Fireflies and they were locked in a tight game. Their opponents had taken a 22-21 lead with less than a minute left in the game. The Fireflies brought the ball up court, shot and missed. There was a scramble for the ball. My daughter came up with it and was fouled with 24 seconds left in the game. It was the other team's seventh foul so she would shoot free throws, one and one. That means you have to make the first free throw to get the second. It is very high pressure in normal circumstances. Given the score and the time left in the game, this was about as tense as it gets. She looked up into the stands with an "oh no" look on her face. Then she stepped to the free throw line. The gym was silent except for the sound of her bouncing the ball. She shoots...swish! She hits the first free throw, her first of the season in several tries, and ties the game at 22-22. She then bounces the ball a few times, shoots and the ball rolls around the rim before falling through the basket giving her team a 23-22 lead. The gym erupts and 24 seconds later, the game is over. Fireflies win 23-22.
I hope the years I lost off my life watching all this happen were bad ones!