I look up. It's the 63rd minute. Against Mexico.
In the Olympic Final.
We're winning. My pen and Alex's header have put us ahead although Maria Sánchez has pulled one back for Mexico.
They're tough. Look at them. All huddled around the box. We can't get through.
We're on the counterattack though. Naeher's thrown the ball out. It's at Megan's feet.
She's passed it to Alex. I'm yelling for the ball now, I'm further forward, Alex is just at the halfway line.
She swings it over several heads as its lands at my feet.
Now it's me. On the ball. I see Robles and Sierra and do the McGeady spin past them.
A well worked trick I like to do. Not usually at a game of stakes like these which make the crowd cheer.
Then I see Bernal, nutmegging the defender before I speed past her.
I hear Tobin yell my name so I look up.
Where is she?
I've only got Alvarado to beat.
Damn, she's quick.
And she's a lot closer than I thought.
It's now or never and I realise I've got to shoot.
But I never get the chance.
Because everything turns black
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