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Sports reporters don’t tell the whole truth.

Yes, we relay exact statistics; yes, we transcribe exact quotes. But when it comes to describing exactly what happens on a grassy field, an icy rink, or a hardwood floor, we whisk together a few summary phrases and advertise the product as the whole truth.

In doing so, we betray the backstory. It’s often a choice of expedience: in order to cover what occurs beneath the spotlight, you need to treat the past as periphery. This attitude may be efficient, but it also fails to explain the richness that defines big contests. Before any famous game, after all, there are anonymous hours.

The month of March accentuates this flaw of live sports journalism. You may not know what UAB stands for, but you can confirm that the UAB men’s basketball team beat Iowa State, 60-59, on some late-game heroics. The spotlight jerks from one Cinderella to the next, and sportswriters generate skeleton headlines, not full-bodied explanations.

Tonight the jumpy gazes of many sports fans will come to rest on the Harvard women’s hockey team, as it takes on Boston College in a Frozen Four national semifinal. For an hour or two, thousands of spectators will revel in a contest that feels like a stand-alone moment but is, in fact, the culmination of a long chain of events that stretches back to the beginning of the season in October, if not earlier.

The full backstories behind the event are unknown and unknowable. As a reporter or a fan, you can only caricature the years of preparation that will culminate in tonight’s contest; what we see is only a fraction of what appears on the ice. 

Yet we can’t dismiss the invisible forces that have propelled the Eagles and the Crimson to the edge of a national championship. In so many ways, these histories, which are impossible to fully comprehend as outsiders, are the drivers of the intensity of events like the Frozen Four.

Nearly six months—that’s how long the Crimson’s season has lasted. That’s six months of team practices you never attended. Six months of strategy talks you never heard. Six months of private struggle you never saw—but that all still has built up to this singular moment.  

Only 26 players in the world know the precise weight of the six-month burden, and these 26 will be in the Harvard locker room tonight.  

Although we can’t provide an exact account of what this matchup weighs, we can at least do some guesswork. It helps that in this case, the matchup seems to weigh so much.

For senior forwards Hillary Crowe and Samantha Reber, the Frozen Four means a return home. Reber and Crowe are the only Minnesotans on the Crimson’s roster, and they inevitably must confront the pressure of playing in a familiar place in front of familiar faces.

What does this pressure actually entail? No one except the pair of natives can know for sure, but it seems probable that playing in a home state brings flashbacks of all those private actions—skating sprints, slapping shots, taping sticks—that have led up to this public moment.

“Being in my senior year now, playing for a national title in Minnesota with this group of girls, is a dream come true,” Reber said. “It just means so much more...to be playing this game here. 

Crowe and Reber fall into a second category of Harvard players who must think about more than the Eagles as they ready for the semifinal matchup. The two forwards are members of a seven-person senior class, and for this group, Friday could potentially mark the last contest with the team.