One kick. One miss.
The entire season came down to this.
That's all it takes.
Hundreds of thousands of heartaches.
Time suspended. It floats through the air.
Eyes once focused begin to stare.
Mouths open. No sound.
The ball lays lifeless on the ground.
In the endzone. Not through the post.
"But we were the team that wanted it the most"
"Get that stinkin' kicker out!"
Another season over.
"Guess we'll all meet back here in October?"
Half a foot to the right and he'd be a hero.