Like the one Felsen pounded in against Springfield to break a 0-0 tie and give the Crimson a stunning 1-0 upset over the nationally-ranked Maroon.

Or the one Linda Runyon tipped in against Cornell with only one second left in double overtime to lift the Crimson to a miraculous 1-0 victory--only its second win in seven games.

Or the one Co-Captain Anne Kelly scored against Boston College to give the Crimson a 1-1 tie with the then 15th ranked Eagles.

Kelly hadn't scored a goal in her four-year Harvard field hockey career.

As for Katsias, she could be magnificent. And awful.

When she snapped, her team snapped. When she stopped everything the opponent flung her way--which she did four times on the year--her team emerged with a tie. Or a rare victory.

In her first two games, Katsias surrendered seven goals. In her last seven, she gave up only six.

Against Connecticut, she stopped 18 shots. And until she allowed a late goal, she kept her team within one goal of the eventual NCAA-champion Huskies. If only for two more saves...

Against Massachusetts, she let a penalty shot slip under her legs and surrendered two other goals. She managed only 11 saves in the Crimson's 3-1 loss, and afterward she felt miserable.

Against New Hampshire, a squad that advanced to the NCAA semifinals, she could not quite reach a penalty shot. And her team fell, 1-0. If only she had reached that shot...

She suffered all the ups and downs--mostly the downs--of her team's season. She took every loss personally. After every goal, she lay on the turf, dispirited.

But always at the end of the game, hot and tired, she took out a pair of glass earrings and put them in her ears. And she smiled.

And in the dim light at the end of every game--every loss, every victory--her earrings seemed to capture the sunlight and glow with her and her team's serenity.