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when you see or experience unbridled joy it can be a disarming experience. today i witnessed one of the most amazing sporting events of my life. the fort lewis men's team is ranked #2 in the nation, won the national championship last year, and in the last two years has only lost once. that loss was earlier this season to midwestern state (from witchita falls, tx). the two faced off today in the "sweet sixteen" round of the div. II playoffs.

2000 people packed into Dirks Field. It was one of the most intense environments i've ever seen...it was easy to forget that the crowd was so small (compared to say 60,000 at an nfl game). the fort controlled the ball most of the first half. i was standing with the fort lewis "hooligans" and the goons were getting restless as chance after chance presented itself with no results. then about 30 min in midwestern got a breakaway and put away their only shot of the half.

the second half began with the fort in all out attack. as the half wore on the crowd grew more nervous and boisterous. again and again the fort had great opportunities to score and just couldn't put it away. but you could see midwestern wilting in the altitude. finally, in the 88th minute (with 2:30 left on the clock)...david barden (a freshmen nonetheless) found the back of the net. pandemonium ensued. i was hugging people i'd never met...fort players were jumping into our arms along the sideline.

two overtime periods came and went with no goals, which meant a dreaded shootout. i've been impressed with the fort's goalie (tom donelly) all season and he did not disappoint with three great saves. when he knocked away the last one the place went absolutely ballistic...no one could believe what they had seen and no one wanted to leave.

what strikes me is that i went from there to church just an hour later. worship tonight was awesome and chip taught on the great commandment and i think we all felt a similar joy. the question i have is how to bridge these worlds. most of the people at the game went in to town to drink and celebrate (not a bad way to spend the evening really), but i wish people could see that joy can come on a soccer pitch and in a small room in the back of pickles worshipping God. this is what is driving us...this is our mission...