And that is that we came in dead last. Yup... last.
We had tears. We had too many Frappaccinos. We had a near nervous breakdown while getting ready. We had arguments. We had claims that "it's not fair!!"
And that was all from one girl. The rest of the team was disappointed for half a second or so and then said "Cool! Let's go swimming."
I thought for sure that the girl was going to decide she didn't want to do it again next year. As we were walking out of our room Sunday to check out, the phone rang. It was her mom thanking me and asking me when we were starting meetings for next year. Her daughter was dying to get started.
You know, my mom said today that yeah, they came in 4th... but they were 4th in the state. There was a team in our division, with our problem who didn't even make it to State Finals. Not bad for two first year coaches (one of whom gave birth half way through all of this!) and a team of first year kids... if I do say so myself.
The BEST team there :o)
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