As I sat on the bench watching my teammates play in this weekends tournament I realized how much I longed to be on the court. Not necessarily to play, but to help my teammates pick themselves up after they miss a shot, or make a bad pass. Yelling "it's alright you got it next time" from the bench isn't the same as grabbing your teammate and telling them face to face that you know they will be perfect next time. I longed to help be a leader on the court and help get the team organized into the plays that Coach was calling out. I missed getting coached on the court and sometimes getting yelled at. But most of all, I just missed not being able to make the memories on the court with my team.
Luckily I can be apart of the team bonding and leadership this upcoming weekend and next week. We have another tournament and then a team camp that we go to every summer. When the Dr. told me I was 4-5 weeks ahead of schedule and I would be able to play in these two camps, I didn't know what to say. I was so overjoyed I almost started crying. I called Coach Rees and told him I would be able to play. When I got to practice that night I told my other coach, Coach Moretti, and she was thrilled I would be attending the team camp.
While I had to miss out in this weekends tournament I learned something. I learned why I play, and it's not just for the fun. It's for the memories, the leadership abilities you learn, life learning opportunities, and just the ability to talk with my team and decide what's best for that moment against
Our opponent. I'm so grateful that I can get back to the sport I love and the team I love!
Love,
MaShayla
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