The other team just wouldn't quit! Our drive - and our lead - slowly dwindled. Perspiration poured down my face as I made my way through the crowd. The band had finished playing, the spectators were leaving and the popcorn vendors were counting their cash. I was exhausted and looked forward to a hot shower. "Don't worry, it's just a game," a spectator said as she patted me on the back. My basketball team had lost by 1 point in overtime and, although I wasn't upset, the consolation only frustrated me. Just a game, I thought. Was it really just a game?
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