My Passion
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The noise from the crowd, muted by the solid, metal gym doors
Forces adrenaline to rush through my veins
Sending a tingling sensation throughout my entire body
Warm Up music starts and the doors slam open
We run through the tunnel of sweaty, excited fans
Each one "whooing" and cooing in our ears
Chants of good luck and enthusiasm
I look into the crowd, "these people are here to see us win"
I say to myself as I snatch a ball out of the ball cart
The leather feels so natural as it slides over my taped hands
onto the floor where it sounds with a THUD, beginning my warm-up
The referee's whistle sounds off
TWEET
Signaling the start of the first match,
My blood begins to pump faster and faster
The first serve is me
As I walk back to the end line
I close my eyes and picture a perfect ace
Toss once
Three low bounces
Spin in right hand,
I cant help but notice the purple and yellow blurring together
Toss, Jump, Contact
THUD
The crowd roars with excitement
We all rush to the middle
"AAHHHH SAID A WOOOOO"
Slapping each others hands
And spouting encouragements
We prepare for the next play
As the ball comes back over the net
Its time for us to cream them
The pass is perfect
All of a sudden, everything slows
The ball soars in the air
My pulse pounding in my head
The faint sound of my hitters calling their sets
Beads of sweat rolling down my forehead
I make contact
"Whoosh"
There she goes, flying to the hitter
Suddenly, everything is normal speed
The middle slams the ball
The point is ours
Smiles clear our faces
This, this is our sport.
This is my passion.