4Q, 1.1 second left, and that's when you felt it—the ball bouncing off your back and rolling out of bounds.

It was already soul drenching that you had to play against your ex-girlfriend—the nasty looks, snarky comments, and such. But she had one more jab up her sleeve.

"Hey, there's still next year's national championship," Paige dares to shout before throwing the ball in the air, and the buzzing sound goes off—the sound of their team winning.