One shot.

Win or go home.

That’s what today’s game came down to.

One shot.

It was a shot she’d made hundreds of times in practice, in that alone time in the gym when no one was there, during the games throughout her career.

One shot.

It should have never come to this shot. Many baskets, missed. A game plan against them that was successful. A defense that was leaky. Rebounding that simply wasn’t there when needed.

One shot.

She’d carry the team today. Almost half the points scored were because of the various post moves put on her opponent. She’s put her team on her back where others could not.

One shot.

Today, that one shot came up short. The season is done. But a quote from the press conference after the game gives me hope, not from her, but a teammate. I would guess this quote was echoing her mind too:

“I’m not going to make excuses for how I played, coming back and working harder than I ever have is all I can do.”

#damnweareinforatreat

That one shot will lead to more practice, more challenges, and more time in the gym getting ready for more games like this. I hope so because this game was a bitter pill to swallow for all of us.

The next time this happens, that one shot will fall, and the team will celebrate.

Together.

Just like that mourned that one shot today.

Together.