for the love of the game.

unfortunately, time doesn't slow down for anyone.
& i still sit here wondering where the last four high school soccer seasons went.
somehow, tonight was my senior night and my last soccer game in my high school career.
tears were shed, but mostly because going to State never seemed so real.
we got robbed - i wish a thousand losing seasons on Bingham girls soccer.
one point away from making history at pleasant grove high school.
i swear, State was so close i could taste it; mostly it tasted like salt water leaking from my eyes.

i can honestly say, i've never been happier in my life than when i fell to the ground, exhausted and dripping in sweat, hearing the whistle signaling the end of our game. we won. we were going to state.

until bingham had to sweep in and crush our dreams by one. single. point.
never had i been so disappointed to see something so real, disappear.
State, you didn't have the chance to meet Kit Goodman.
but Pleasant Grove Girls Soccer will see you there next year.

more tears were shed.
more joy.
more extreme heartache.
more friendships made.
more goals achieved.
more muscles torn.
more love.
more talent.
more hard work
than pleasant grove girls soccer has ever seen.
& all for the love of the game.
senior soccer season: complete.