The end of a season.

Wow, I'm really bad at keeping thup with this, um, where do I begin? So much has happened since I last blogged. On May 15th I got married!! WOO!! That was the best day ever, I was so blessed to have had such a great day, spending it with loved ones and my new hubby. Love that I can call him that now! Thankyou so much for all the love and support through it and for all the great wishes I had received, you guys are awsome!! But not only have I been busy with the wedding, a few weeks before, my season had come to an end.

The girls travelled to Washington DC to play several other teams in the beginning of our play-off's. Since they run it differently compared to other sports, we had to go to Washington fpr a few days and play back to back games against the other teams. We had greay pool play, but unfourtunatly lost in the most important game to determine who goes to round two in Vancouver. That morning I remember waking up knowing we were either going to BC or back hime, and I think it was clear how that went down.

That last game was not a good one to end on. We had a great first set, defeating them then got too cocky and lost i the second. The ref was absolute shit! I can explain how much I hate this man, but I'll be nice about it. He was an idiot, messing up calls on our girls, and favouring the other team cuz they were from the same area. I sure did give him a peice of my mind. Some might call me a suck, but whatever. I'm like Crosby in a way, always eyeing down the ref, and could get sucky with him. But it's all good. I'm just suprised that I didn't get a warning. Kally, God love ya! She dove for that last ball, knowing she wouldn't get it, but she tried. The worst was seeing her curl up in a ball and cry on the court. And walking off the court crying with her with my arm around her shoulder was quite the picture.

Even though the season also went down with the coaching drama, we still kept our heads up high. For me personally, I was just as shocked as anyone that our own coach turned on us, but he had his reasons. He sat on the bench and didn't say a word, he wasn't calling time out's, or subs and when he did yell, he told me to step up and bea leader. Which was funny because, all I was doing was doing, when my team wasn't saying anything, I'm one person and in volleyball, one person can't do everything, it's a team sport. And we were a team up until that moment. I'm one person, what more can I do? That moment brought me to tears.

Then afterwards, when you shook the other teams hands, grabbed the ball bag and left without a word, you have big balls to walk out on your team like that. We were hurt, and we acted out at the McDonalds, that's what happend, and we're sorry for that. Thankfully we turned thing's around befre everyone began to head home.

It was so sad seeing the girls leave, Paige back to Tennessee, Alycia back to New York, and others going back to their homes, made me sad. Saying goodbye to you in the airpotr was a hard thing to do, cuz that's when it kicked in that this season was over. So now it's just me and Aarti here, continuing in our beach season, not as partners, but ats competitors. Ladies, I loved playing with you this year, you were a lot of fun, and I will miss you terribly. Thanks for your commitment, presence, skill, and love this year. I loved seeing you at the banquets and awards (that's a whole nother blog-will come soon, I promise). And I'll see you at training in a few weeks.

Well, now that I cought you up a bit with my vball, next blog will be about the awards and banquets, one of my fave parts of the year!
Love always,
Brittany, #5