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I'm sad. We played Vernon Hills today and lost 3-2. And now it's over. It's a weird feeling. I played soccer for 10 years and now I'm done. When we were at the field I sat down and tried to take my shoes off about 3 times and I couldn't get myself to do it. I just didn't want to admit that it was all over. Now I want to leave Carmel even more. I was sitting in my car thinking, and I realized that yea I'm sad about it being over, but what really gets to me is Mr. Halloran. He loved this year's team so much and he wanted us to go so far, and we let him down. I can't get over that. We disappointed him. And sure, he's proud of us and everything, but we let him down. I keep thinking to myself, "Yea, it's over...but I can get over that. So what is still bothering me?" And then I thought about Mr. Halloran's face after the game. I just felt so bad. He wanted it SO MUCH...for us, for him, just for the experience ya kno? And we didn't do it. And now the chance is gone. And it's over. Bummer.