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Nandi Mehta A National Finalthe grind, the work. All of it for this. We practice in the snow and play in the rain. To slip and fall, get up, and fall again. But nothing stops us. Tomorrow we will still be out there. competing, pushing, and fighting. Every day we laugh, we share stories and smile. My best friends, all year round we are together. Cleats wear down, and they will break. But we will press on. A year of work, all for this. A national championship could be in our hands, the ultimate prize won and done. Just one more push, one more game, one more fight, a few more goals. The end is in sight our dream to come true… But it will not. We lose zero to two. |
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