One more point (F/N)!! One of my teammate yell at me. I look at the ball and ready my self to spike it, as I run towards it, I saw my opponent face for a moment. The look of his eye that want to stop my attack show how desperate he want to win. I feel sorry for him but I need to win for my team as well. As I spike the ball, just like in the movie all things slow down. When the ball touch the ground and the referee blow his whistle, I knew that moment that we won, but I cannot forget the face of the blocker and how he felt when the ball past him.
Wahhh!! We won (f/n)! That will be our 3rd time winning the national championship. Allen, take off your hand you're choking me.
Oh sorry I don't mean to choke you, but really I'm so happy that we defend our title. Allen keep talking how happy he was that we won over and over again, he keeps on hugging and yelling to my other teammates.
We really can't stop him when his like that. I look to my right to see Vincent. Vincent is the team captain of our team. His a very gentle guy compere to some of my teammates. His the one that always looking after me and the rest of our group.
We're always compete to different team all over Canada to represents it.
This time we won again, as Allen say we won 3 times in the raw. For the last 20 years our team has a tradition. A tradition that some of our opponent think that it is weird and some of them think it is cool. In the last 20 years there is only 3 persons that join the team. 3 female that join the Black Raven team and one of them lead the team to the national. And that girl is me.
