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He hung his head in shame, feeling disappointed he had missed the winning goal – all due to the sun shining in his eyes as he’d made the deciding penalty kick.
The other players had left the field; the winning team whooping and cheering; his teammates tutting and casting him dirty looks.
As he stood alone, the same offending sunlight caught the shine of a $2 coin on the grass near his feet, and he thought to himself, At least I’ve had one win today.
By Sarah ©2017
Prompt: Three Line Tales, Week 73