Lost

“You know Larry, there’s good days in racing, and there’s bad days. Ricky Bobby just had himself a bad day.”

This past Friday our football team traveled across town to play a team that is somewhat a rival of ours. The team won. The student section lost.

We couldn’t put a cheer together to save our lives. People were leaving early. It was ugly.

There are times when you can expect a bad day. For example, when you travel halfway across the state your student section won’t be very great. But it only takes 20 minutes to get to this school, and it was an important game. It secured our spot as the city champions.

Part of this lack of success can be attributed to the incredible success of our team. They are 6-0, 4^th in the state, and 4^th in power rankings. We were facing a subpar team and it was their homecoming so they had a huge crowd. Victory came easy for our boys. But that doesn’t mean we shouldn’t cheer.

Our lack of spirit really ate at me. The day after the game was my 18^th birthday. It sucked. All I could think about was how crappy we were.

I lost my voice before the end of the first half because I had to scream the whole time. Everyone was on their phones, talking to people, turning around and not even facing the game. It was appalling.

I gotta just get over it. Move on to the next one and work harder to make it great. It’s tough to shake the feeling though. Sometimes flushing a loss is tough. The biggest issue is that I can’t figure out where it went wrong. What was different? How can I prevent it? Was it something I didn’t see? The questions float around in my head.

Off days happen. In sports, lifting, running, and everything else there are days when you just don’t do well. Sometimes its fatigue, after all, we have been cheering our guts out for 5 games, they could just be tired. Sometimes its lack of perfection, its just god reminding us that no matter what we do, something will always happen to keep it from being just right.

Hopefully it was a one-time deal. Next week will be different, I know it. It’ll go back to being great again. If not, the week after. I won’t give up. Our family is strong and our teams are successful and will continue to be so.

Its flushed. Roll cougs.