She Got to Play

You have never seen such a rehabilitation effort as went on at our house on Friday night, after she couldn't play that day. She was determined to get in the game Saturday. She got taped up, braced up, and got her basketball shoes on (more support) and actually did get to play front line. You could tell she couldn't jump very well, but she did get in some good blocks. The team lost but they were so delighted to just be in the tournament that that was like a victory for them. I think that, on Tuesday when they had a quarterfinal game, it finally hit them that the tournament was in our gym and if they didn't win and get to go as athletes, they'd be bathroom monitors and water bottle fillers for the weekend. That was their best game of the season.

Now, she probably shouldn't have played (and her dad was not too happy when he got up to go to work and found out that she had), and it may take it a little longer to heal as a result. But it was her last game of her high school career, and I just didn't have the heart to say no you can't, when it was OK with her coach and the administrator/trainer if she wanted to try. I don't really understand such competitiveness, but it's in her.

This picture isn't very good. There are some much better ones coming if she ever gets them uploaded from her camera.