It was a playoff game, win and we go to the championship, lose and we go home and try again next season.  The game was close the first half, then we got tired.  They had 8 people, we only had 5.  They were quick, we were not.  And slowly they pulled away.  We were tired.

I could tell that the girl on our team was getting frustrated.  She was good at basketball.  She started to mutter things and she tried to take the ball down and shoot each time, on her own.  The game ended.  People were pissed.  And one by one each left without saying goodbye.  No see you later.  No see you next season.  No good job.  Just gone.

It was like wow, what kind of team are we?  We are not friends.  We don’t know anything about each other or seem to care.  It was pretty sad.  I mean, when it comes down to it, does it really matter that we lost?  I mean it sucks, but we’re all still people and people should care about each other or at least act in a civilized manner.  No one needs to be excessively friendly, but it doesn’t hurt to acknowledge each other.