It was heartbreaking to watch it happen. After a year of hard work, of trials and tribulations, it was completely gone with two words. I'll never forget the feeling that raced through my veins when I heard those words. I remember groping my way through the salute. I was saluting those judges, those terribly unfair judges who had brought this upon us. No, it definitely wasn't our fault. It was completely them. And as I let the tears cascade down my cheeks while staring into the crowd, I swore to myself that next year would be different. Never underestimate the power of the two words that can burst your season and crush your spirit. It was the Division two that made this so difficult; that made us work so hard that next year. It was the Division two that made people who were on the fringes convert to being absolutely mad. It was that Division two that made me so determined to overcome my faults. It was the Division two that cast a deadly shadow across the program and made it hard for everyone to see the reason. And because of this, the next year of my life was a complete and dramatic cycle filled with joy and sadness. They are all still laughing.