Tonight is the night before our team's first game. I think I'm going through the stages of depression. Before the first practice this season, I cried myself to sleep, but right now, I have so much energy I feel like I could go run seventeen miles. I know that tomorrow is going to be a really tough day and honestly, I'm dreading it. I've had this dilemma all year. Do I want one of my few years of high school to go by fast? The answer is yes. I have never been more ready to play in a basketball game in my whole life.
The team we play tomorrow is basically our biggest rival. They've knocked us out of the Overall State Tournament two years in a row. They've ended our season every year that I have been on varsity. I know that it's going to be hard to watch, but I am going to learn and I'll know what to do when we match up with them in post season play.
There's some quote somewhere about how you do not realize how much you love something till it's gone; this is the truest statement ever written. I loved playing sports. I love running. I loved just being able to go outside and play tennis. The bottom line is that I'm ready to be back. I'm four months in as of tomorrow. I've been running and tomorrow I start jumping again. All I can say is, everyone better watch out on January 15th because I'm taking this irritation out on some poor team.
