So a weird thing happened on Sunday.
We lost — and I felt legitimately good about the game. And that’s happened before, certainly, and it’s happened this season. But this? This felt different. In part, that’s because there are times in the game that I felt pretty lousy about how we played.
Let’s start with the first 15 minutes of the match.
(See, I’m starting with what I said I’d be starting with. I’m trying to practice “organized writing.” Asides are part of that, right?)
Anyway, the first ... yeah, you get it — we were pretty level.