I hosted the end of year lacrosse party on my back deck last night. 15 girls in masks. Pizza and Caesar salad, blondie bars and Spindrifts. After we ate, each player took the floor to share three things they admired about a teammate. They were jittery, sincere and full of gratitude. There was clapping and hooting. It was heaven but then, when my turn came to sum up the season, mortifying.