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This is lesson #2 - as soon as you take your eyes off your goals, even once, all that you have worked for over months and even years of training can be taken away in just seconds; it s all about self discipline. These two boys were then sent home and had to be disciplined. The discipline routine here is a step by step four week process which meant they would not make the playing field again. This break of team morale coupled with the fact that I spent three days in the hospital the week prior to the first playoff game was a lot to overcome for even a regular season game, let alone a playoff game. We ended up losing the game ending our season at 9-1.<br>James Baldwin said,  The moment we break faith with one another, the sea engulfs us and the light goes out. These players fell victim to what Pat Riley calls  The Disease of Me and broke the covenant of the team. Dan Clark says  The major reason for failure in life is giving up what we want most for what we want at the moment. This incident was a perfect example of that. <br>Our Championship Training for Success Class materials emphasize the idea that winners are  failsafe, that there are no losses, just lessons on the highway of life. If we can learn from our losses, their impact can be greatly reduced. One of the athletes involved in the incident demonstrated great courage and wrote the following letter to the editor in the local paper. Our hope in printing it here is that our story may help athletes in the future choose the higher road:<br> As I sit back and think of the moments in my life, I try to think of all the different things that I have accomplished. But no matter what I try to focus on, I seem to dwell on my mistakes. The biggest one is still the most painful. This is one that everyone is familiar with around our school and town. I made the decision to drink during the football season. Then, to top it off, I went to a school function right afterwards. Needless to say, I was caught and punished. The embarrassment and pain that I felt was harsh. I didn t know how to face anyone, especially my former teammates. The different things that were running through my mind are unexplainable. I let myself down, but more importantly I let down my school and my town. I lost respect from a lot of people. <br> How does one deal with something like this? I tried thinking of positive things to boost my morale, but I was unable to sooth the pain in my soul. I remember the night of the playoff game, standing outside the stadium in the pouring rain. I found myself wishing that I could go back in time to prevent my superior mess-up. People would walk by and whisper things. They didn t know, but I could hear what they were saying. These things were all true, but how could I change what I already did? As the game ended and the stands finished emptying, I walked over to the gate and stared at the field for a while. Full of hurt, I walked back to my house and went to bed. I didn t sleep at all that night, all I remember is thinking back on the season and how far the team succeeded. <br> I honestly believe that I have learned from m