It is with delight that I report here the Cinderella story that was my ice hockey team's victory last evening in the one-game final match of the summer season. It was my fortune as well to play a key role in salvaging a victory from what in the waning seconds of the match seemed like certain defeat for our force.
It is easy sometimes to dismiss the results of this or that match, or season, as the accident of the moment. Perhaps more so when the result does not go ones way. It is perhaps equally tempting to ascribe fortuitous results such as that which we experienced last evening as being the product of some larger approbation, particularly given the circumstance in which our unlikely victory took place, i.e. in the face of an intimidatingly superior opponent.
In any case to the victors go the smiles, and when the dust settled we had pulled off an incredible come-from-behind victory. Down 3-1 with three minutes left, we fought back to score first one, and then the equalizer, with 1.3 seconds left on the clock, to send us to overtime. We fought through an overtime in which our opponents prematurely celebrated upon striking the crossbar with the puck and then buried them in a shootout.
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