La Reina | The Story of Melanie Kavitz

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I just saw the news with my parents!! We're all so fucking proud of you!

Just got the news a few hours ago! Kick ass on that team, Kavitz! For all of us!

Bring home some of that glory, you hear?? We're starving over here!

Girl! What the fuck?!?! You're gonna be a SUPERSTAR!!

After a week of negotiations, scheduling, and formally securing my position on the national team roster, Bradley decided to break the news to the world. I had stayed out of the headlines and social media since the publicized announcement. Photos of me in the national team kit, and with Bradley along with the President himself spread like wildfire. Given the chaos it was to cause, the advice from Bradley to stay away from social media was much needed and readily welcomed.

The text messages kept coming in, though. And they didn't stop coming in. I didn't experience warm wards from anybody other than my family during my time in my high school team; success knew how to morph perceptions.

My teammates' congratulations, however, were not only welcomed, but were incredible. Knowing that they had been the ones encoring my acceptance of the deal in the beginning made their show of support all the more amazing.

Although not having them by my side had been tough, the boys on the national team had been welcoming over the last little while. I had been training with them regularly since my "trial-run", and day by day, the remaining barriers began to slide away. We played like a team, worked together like a team, scored as a team, celebrated as a team, and vented frustrations as a team. We hadn't played an official match, yet. But come February... I couldn't wait to get on the field.

I didn't answer any of the messages I had been getting, though. As much as I loved my teammates back home, I just had the urge to dial my mother. Both my parents had known of the news being broadcasted prior to it's airing, and they were over the moon - much happier than I had been. All the worrying, tension and panic was now at a standstill. None of us could've predicted such a trajectory and destination, but what we had hoped and prayed for all these years was for the best. And this was their victor more than it was mine.

"Hey sweetie! I didn't think you'd be up this late!"

"I'm going to bed soon. I just wanted to call you again. None of this... none of this feels real."

"Oh, honey, I get that. But it is real. And you did this! This was all you, and we couldn't be any prouder even if we tried!"

"This wasn't all me. I'm just... so grateful to you. I'm grateful to everyone who made this path even a realistic option.... but if you hadn't supported me and shut down my deluded fantasy..."

"I was tempted for the better part of a decade.... but even if there wasn't a career in football, I wasn't going to take it away from you. Not when it was the reason you grew to be so determined and strong."

"Thanks, mom. I love you. Tell dad I love him, too!"

"I love you more! I'll call in the morning!"