Personal Narrative: My First Volleyball Game

It all started with a stretch. Game day had arrived, and as a team, we were all ready to go out and kill it. We had already gotten dressed in our new uniforms, stretched, and finished warming up our legs in the Pequot Lakes High School hallway. Pequot had a great volleyball program, along with some great players, so we knew that the match against them would be a tough one. We all gathered in the locker room with the coaches, and the starters names were already written on the whiteboard: Hiltner, Borders, Ehlers, Engholm, March, Wangsness. I had never felt so much disappointment sitting on that locker room floor than any other time in my life, but I knew, right then and there, something would have to change. The usual starting middle hitters for our team were myself and Addison March, one of my best friends. We both have a high vertical and can get above the net no problem. Her hits go down faster than mine, but hitting spots for us is also no problem. I had always imagined that it would be me and her starting together our junior and senior years. But when I saw that …show more content…
But that’s not the point. The point is that as a team, we got closer. As a player, I learned more than I would have rather I played the whole night. Volleyball isn’t just a sport, it teaches us many lessons that will carry on into our everyday lives. It teaches us respect in such a way that we need to respect the people around us and what they may be going through, to think about them and not just about yourself. It teaches us responsibility, and how one person can’t carry the entire team on their shoulders. It develops discipline by teaching the players to apply themselves so they can reach their full potential and be the best that they can be. Finally, volleyball is a fun game. Players should enjoy it while it lasts, because you won’t be able to stand on that court forever, and if it’s something you love, don’t take it for