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Personal Narrative: The Junior Varsity Team
It was a chilly morning on the day of August 17 of 2015. Gray cotton balls covered the sky and a thin blanket enveloped the air. Faintly, little blue spots could be seen as the the sun came up from the horizon. Little did I know that today was going to be a manic monday. The alarm clock was blaring. BEEP. BEEP. Yawn. “Today is the day. High school tryouts,” I thought.
I was fairly confident that I would at least make the Junior Varsity team. I had been practicing with the Varsity during the summer program. Nevertheless, I wanted to be extra prepared to stand out. My biggest fear was humiliating myself and being cut for the first time at tryouts. Mentally, I made a note to act confident and be a leader on the court. From experience, I know coaches look for teachable and positive attitude players.
I was prepared for that today. Normally, I would be so self conscious about the shirt I wore because I didn’t want to stand out if I made a lot of mistakes. My volleyball coach for club recommended that I wear my Junior National Championship (JNC) t-shirt. This shirt signifies that I am from a strong team and accomplished to make the national tournament for volleyball teams around the United States. It is a great …show more content…
I asked Alyssa Ariel. We started warming up. I tried my best to look better than everyone else there. Since Dana thought I could make the Varsity team, this is my opportunity to prove it. Alyssa and I barely started peppering the ball when the coach went up to me and said it was best I left. Awkwardly, I agreed because you can’t argue with the head coach, Matt. I felt bad for Ariel because I had to leave her by herself. Luckily, she got another partner, relieving some of the feeling of guilt. I walk to my dad sitting in the bleacher. As I told him what happened, he said, “They don’t want you there because you are a distraction. It is like teasing
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