Some people questioned all the marks up and down your forearms but you were just in season.
And eventually, it stopped hurting.
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Updated 8 years ago,May 26, 2017
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Basically, the only friends you had were your teammates.
Any dedicated athlete had time for only school and sports, so thats where you made friends.
Weekend tournaments were a way of life.
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Spending 14 hours a day in a gym that had multiple courts was the ideal Saturday.
Everyone pulled short straw when it came to deciding who would have to work the game you had off.
Pancake was a term that meant so much more than food.
If done properly you could save the game and be a hero.
Six Pac wasnt referring to your abs.
Everyone has either hit someone in the face or has been hit.
Bruises became pretty normal.
You didnt fuck with the second ball if you werent the setter.
The setter was a beast and would tackle you if you got in their way of setting.
Being tall for the first time was appreciated.
In school, it might have been looked down upon.
But on the team even being tall you still might be one of the shorter ones.
Spiker was not a position.
When people told you they played volleyball and were a spiker you just looked at them offended.
You probably had the same number throughout your career.
The Libero didnt bring the wrong Jersey to the game.
Service errors made you cringe.
And you knew sprints would result in that fuck up.
Collecting different print spandex were the cool thing to do.
Young girls were all about the spandex until you got older and realized black was the way to go.
Getting new shoes was your favorite time of the year.
When new gear came in there was nothing better than that new show smell.
Volleyball was not a girls sport.
Have you ever seen how intense a guys game is?
Or the lazy mans sport.
Also…Theres a reason volleyball players are some of the best looking and most in-shape athletes.
Everyone had the teammate that was aggressively into the sport far more than anyone.
But you always kind of felt guilty when you messed up.
It was like you were personally offending them.
The Pit everyone both feared and loved.
You most certainly would get hit in the face and you kind of loved it.
Everyone had that one person who knew how to braid.
Volleyball parents were the best/ worst.
The best parents were the ones that brought food to the tournaments.
The worst were the ones who complained why their kid wasnt playing more.
Volleyball camp was your favorite time during summer.
All of your friends went to the same camp growing up.
Everyone had that one game that will forever be in their memory.
You remember your last game.
And you never forget your teammates.
Youre probably still close with a few of your teammates.
And theres always going to be that coach you dont forget.
The one who challenged you and pushed and made you amount to more than you thought you could.
And for them you are grateful.
