Goodbye to the Greatest

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Last game of 2015.

Last game for Abby.

I sat on the bench and watched. Alex was struggling a little towards the end of the half.

Jill said something to Dawn and she looked at me. "Get warmed up."

Alex was down on the field. The trainer ran out, but her night was done. I walked towards the 4th official.

"Give them hell." Ash said.

Abby walked Alex off the field and I ran on.

I'm playing in Abby Wambach's final match.

Crazy.

The 1st half ended and it was still 0-0.

When we came back out, Hinkle and Emily came into the game. Kelley and Julie left.

Then it happened.

China scored.

Heather came out and Crystal came in.

"Come on. We need a goal." Crystal said.

I nodded.

We kept trying and then all looked at the 4th official.

Christen was coming into the game.

For Abby.

I walked over. "It's all on you now." She said. "Can you handle it without me?"

"Can Morgan handle it without Lauren?"

"No?"

"There's your answer."

Christen came into the game. It ended.

1-0. We lost.

"Damn." I said.

After we left the stadium, which included Abby's mic drop, we went out to party.

Ash looked at me and smirked.

"Why you looking at my girl like that!" Christen said. "Wanna fight, Harris!"

"Careful before I Christen Press your face into the concrete." Ashlyn said.

"Dude that was terrible." Tobin commented. "Wait did Christen just call Y/N "her girl" or am I hearing things?"

I looked at Christen. "You wanna tell them?" She said. "Or should I?"

"I think you just did, babe."

"We're dating. We went on some dates last month and made it official before we left Hawaii." She said. "And if anyone wants to bother us about it, you can take it up with our good friend. Ashlyn Harris!"

"Fuck off." Ash walked away.

Everyone laughed.

Christen grabbed my face and kissed me quickly. "What was that for?"

"Cause now I can do it whenever I want and not have to hide it." She smiled.

We got drinks and enjoyed the night.

Unless your name is Kelley O'Hara then your night sucked.

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