A Volleyball Story

Chapter 16

"Volleyball is my life, everthing else is just details."

Keith.

When my dad yells it's very scary. So when he was telling us to get on the line to run suicides some guys walked. I learned that walking somewhere when he asks you to run is a bad idea because he makes you run more and harder. 

I was training to be on my freshman team for school and I walked to the line when my dad told me to run and he made me run at least twenty suicides without stopping. If I did, he would just add another two lines. 

So ever since then, I had learned to run wherever I go. But in this case, there was at least twenty guys who walked. What a bad idea.

Dad made us run an extra two suicides to the regular three that we were originally going to run. 

Before we had started our lines, I looked over to the girls side and had seen Dylan run really fast ahead of the other girls. I may have some competition here. A smile creeped up my face just thinking about her. She was extraordinary, and so far she was a great player. Well I only seen her pepper up with Lilly, but when she skidded on her knee and she never cried. That's what I call a true player right there.

"Go!" my dad yelled as we all ran the lines. It was a good thing I've been in shape since I could remember. It was a good and bad thing that my parents owned this academy. 

There were some guys that kept the same speed as me but one look at my father and he glared basically saying, 'you can do better than that'. So I pushed myself to run faster and ahead of the other guys and I finished strong.

Dad had told us that we were going to do the butterfly drill. I guess the girls were doing the same thing. But they were already doing theirs. Once again I had found Dylan and she was a great setter. But when some blonde girl would shank the ball on purpose she would run to get the ball always sliding and rolling on the ground. 

She really was a great player. Oh geez Keith, focus! 

After what seemed hours of doing the butterfly drill and serving I alrady wanted to play games. Then again I always want to be playing games and not all this foolish drills. 

Dad and the other coaches separated us into teams of six so we could go ahead and play games. He had said that this may not be our permanent team but I really didn't care. I was just glad to be playing on a team again.

There was that guy Noah, that I had talked to earlier after playing Kings Court was in my group. I smiled after seeing him and he repaid the smile with his own.

We played until my dad seemed satisfied with us playing for over a half hour. My team had won at least five times. Lost a couple times but it was only because it was really close calls like being on the line or someone shanking it. 

"Okay gentlemen!" dad yelled. "When a coach calls your name, go to them, and they will give you more information, schedules and all that good stuff." he had said.

"I have: Toby, Alexander, Corey, Levy, Keith and Noah." Joseph my brother in law said. Yeah, he's married to Lilly. You can see how my family are big volleyball fans. Even though Joe isn't really related to us, he has been used to it once Lilly brought him home one night. "Hello guys, my name is Joseph and I am your coach." he had said.

"Hey." a guy said.

"Come on, lets go this way." he said leading us to a corner of the gym. "Why don't we go around and introduce ourselves." he said once we all sat down.