SoCal Suburbia

Go Team!

I love volleyball. I play with a league instead of at school, for various reasons- main reason being my classes every day after school- and today we had a tournament-ish-thing against teams from another site. We only played three games (we had one by), because there's only three thirteen-fourteen teams, and we lost our first game by two points- we probably would have won if we hadn't run out of time. The second game we won by a lot; that was against a different team. Then we had a by.

The third game was against the same team as the first game, and the thing about that team was that they had a habit of hitting the ball right back over. Our team is pretty focused on getting in three hits before getting the ball over, so we're used to having at least a few seconds to regroup. But this time we won, and it was really awesome because I served first, and then from then on whenever I served that ushered in the era of a streak of points. We won that game thirty-twenty-four (although I'm not entirely certain why we played to thirty.)

After that, the second team wanted to play against us again. At that point, we were way upbeat, having won the last two games. And so, of course, we beat them again. It was kind of funny, actually- every time I served to this one girl, she tried to hit it, hit it way out of bounds, and screeched "Holy crap!" Every time.

After something like three hours of playing- we didn't even stop during the one game when we had a by; instead we practiced- the entire team went to a nearby coffeehouse and we were there for ages. I didn't get back until about one.

posted by Lucy @ 1:04 PM