 Because the clock is ticking at this point, right? Yeah, the clock is ticking. The ball is basically, I think, on our own goal line where Hope Solo is standing, the end of the field. And I'm screaming, like, just kick it north, like, direct. We need to get to the goal. I felt like we only had a few seconds, which we did. We only had a few seconds left until the referee was going to call the game.