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The State Tournament

By Justin Anderson

 

It is dead quiet in the locker room.

We all sit motionless thinking about the big game.

You can sense the nervousness on everyone's face.

Time to go.

As we walk down the tunnel to the glistening light,

Your stomach starts to turn over,

And then as that first skate hits the ice and the thousands of people start to cheer

You get an amazing rush that you will never forget.