Last week in volleyball I got my first game serve over! I had served over the net before, but never during a game. It was an away game, and my coach put me in right before I was about to serve. I did one rotation, and then it was my turn to serve. I took the ball that my teammate passed to me, and I walked back to the serving line.
I looked at the referee and waited for him to blow his whistle, signaling for me to serve. He blew it, one loud, sharp, sound that silenced everyone. I bounced the ball. Once, twice. Then I through it up in the air, a tester, to see if the ball would land in front of my right foot. It did, so I through the ball again and got poised to strike, but the toss was too high and a little off of my shoulder, so I let it drop. I knew I had a limited amount of time to serve, so I tossed it again, and before I had time to think about it, I hit the ball as hard as I could while taking a step with my arm extended. I watched as the ball, my ball, went over the net. I was so happy! It was our 4th game, and I hadn’t served it over until then. Around me was a chorus of “Great job!” And “you got your serve over!” while the other team was receiving the ball. I looked around to see who had seen and my mom was standing there, with my cousin and my sister. My dad hadn’t seen, bu he would find out later. I got into position as we received the ball and sent it back over, where the other team let it hit the ground.
That meant that I got to serve again! Since I had made it over the first time, my confidence was up and I was sure I was going to make it over. So I took the ball, the referee blew his whistle, and I tossed it up and hit it again. I watched it sail over the net for the second time, where the other team received it and sent it over. This time we missed the ball and it hit the ground. The other team served. The game went on, and we lost, but that was are best game so far, especially for me. I can’t wait for another game!
