My son’s Third Grade basketball team was in overtime.  Only a few seconds remained.  They were set to in bound the ball.  They were down by two points.

Oh, I forgot to mention, they had lost nine straight games.  They had a chance to force a second overtime.  A chance at another chance to end the losing streak.  This was big time youth athletic stuff.  Forget the “Thrill of Victory,” they just wanted to avoid another “Agony of Defeat.”

I set my phone to record the moment.

What’s that?  I didn’t record it?  The shot of the floor as time expired didn’t tell you the whole story?  How about the garbled audio?

Yes, my career ambitions as an amateur young sports video taper guy appear to have failed.

What’s that?  The game?  Oh, the game.  Did they tie it up?

Well, as time expired, a shot went up…  it was good!  No, wait.  He traveled?!?  No!  No shot.  Time expired.  Game over.

Some things are just best left to rest without the film.  Let the mind process.  Let the mind begin to edit.  Let the visual memories form and fade.  Let the pain diminish, minus the play-by-play.