The defending state champions, the Shiloh Saints, lost Saturday night in an overtime game. As we entered into overtime, our opponents won the toss, requesting to put us on the offensive side first so they would know what they needed to do to win. We would have done the same if the toss had been won by us. In overtime, we scored first and kicked the extra point. . . they scored next, determining to put the entire game on the line going for two points. They called a play with a couple of options, executed it well, a catch was made in the end zone, and Shiloh lost the game, yes, in overtime.
There are many reasons this game went into overtime. Overall, we just did not play well at all in the biggest game of the year. Sadly, we lost our most dominant defensive player to an ankle injury in the first quarter, which hurt our defense in morale and execution. This was the beginning of miscues on both sides of the ball, resulting in turnovers inside our opponents 20 yard line. This opened the door for them to play with us. The bottom line is: we just got beat on this given night. Yes, I do believe that we would win 9 out of 10 games against this team playing at the level we have played this year, in fact, perhaps 10 out of 10. However, we only played them once and we lost….we were not “on” this night! It does not make sense since our only common opponent destroyed them, a team we had defeated profoundly last week in the playoffs. Football is a strange game, not only on the college level, but even the high school level.
Losing is never easy, especially when a big game is lost. We have to work hard to keep matters in perspective. Perspective is – it is a game. It is not life. We did not lose a friend, a family member, or school mate to death. We lost a game. This does not soothe over the real hurt of the loss, but places it in perspective. In the big picture of life a memory has been made, just not one you like to recall and discuss. Yet in many ways, it is a memory worthy of recall.
This young football team (at one time last night, we had 5 freshman on the field) played for a State Championship against a team that started 10 seniors on both sides of the ball. We only had six seniors on our entire team and one was hurt all year. They have led greatly and this team has been a lot of fun to watch. They have grown in the game of football each week and now they have to cope with the growth that comes through losing a big game. It will make them a better team next year and it will make both players and coaches better men.
If you lose in life in anything, always ask yourself, “What do I need to learn from this experience?” As well, “What is God trying to teach me?” Take the time to go to God’s school anytime you lose.
For the Shiloh Saints, this one was just not meant to be for us. We move on. We grow. We mature. We cherish the great moments, even getting to play in such a great State Championship game that will be discussed for years. We remember the great unselfish members of this team which was a refreshing breeze to watch and experience. It was a fun year that we will not forget!
Congratulations to coaches, players, and fans of Shiloh! You are champions!