One win is all it takes

After our huge loss a couple of weeks ago, last week we were looking forward to playing a team at a similar level to us.  It was a generally even game, but we lost 3-0 in the end as the opposition centre-forward, normally in a much higher team but returning from injury, scored a hatrick in 10 minutes.  Yesterday we faced a team that had convincingly beaten us 7-0 earlier in the season, so we were philosophical about our chances.  At half-time it was still 0-0, but then it had been the previous week and we had lost.  The second half started and after 15 minutes we won a short corner and to our delight, the ball was scrambled in by Steven and we were ahead.  5 minutes later, and Steven was put through to go one-on-one with the keeper and calmly scored the second.  I couldn't quite believe it.  Finally the opposition got into gear and started to apply the pressure.  Our defence was becoming a bit untidy and with 10 minutes to go, they bundled one in (I think actually it barely made it over the line).  The pressure continued to mount, with several last minute clearances by Tom, but the minutes were ticking away as we grimly held on, and suddenly the final whistle went.  The backslapping, excitement and grins on everyone's faces, including our very surprised spectators, were priceless.  Our web site lists wins in green and losses in red, and this season, with many younger players new to adult hockey, we've been mostly in the red, but all those losses were forgotten with our unexpected win.  In my last post I suggested that hope springs eternal, but what a great feeling is hope fulfilled.