The Heart of an Ace

I'm breathing heavily,

My body's numb, I'm about to collapse
My feet, my arms...

I need water, I'm thirsty...

I tilted my head and saw my team panting heavily, were a point away with the scoring.

but it's the oponent's match point
Everybody's tired, but....

'prrttt.'
They served,

'I got this!' our libero shouted,
she got the ball,

"Isaaa!" i called to our setter as I clapped my hands, she knows what to do, she released a good set, that is a little far away from the net,

I don't care if I'm tired,
I will SCORE,

*paaaak! My final spike
.
.
.
I landed on the floor, hoping the ball got through,

'prrrtttt.

I suppposed to stand straight but a hug from my back stopped me, and I felt my jersey getting wet, is she crying?..

then I heard

"you did great, it was a nice game, but we were not enough"

I bowed in dismay, I failed, we did not win,

so this is it, My last year in high school as a Volleyball player ends right here, right now, it sucks,

"If only, I trained harder"