In what was one of the most emotional leagues we’ve been through this year, I’ve learned that even if it hurts, you can’t let it hold you down. PAYA was definitely one that hit me in the heart, given the heartbreaking loss we had in the finals. Going through the league with an 8-2 record, only to fall in the last game that counted the most was devastating.
PAYA was our last league of the season, and with that, it became the most meaningful and emotional one. It was the last time that we were going to play alongside our senior teammates, including our own team captain. Being given a role to play in the team, I promised myself that I would do everything that I could to bring these seniors what they deserve, a championship. As saddening as it was, I was not able to fulfill this promise to them.
It was definitely an intense match against our longtime rivals from CSA. What seemed to be a blowout in three straight sets was actually a closer game than most would think. All sets were decided by 4 points or less, and that goes to show just how tight of a matchup it was. When the final whistle was blown, the emotions weighed heavily.
It was the first time that I saw my teammates so affected by one game because they knew that it would be their last. We had one final prayer, and in that prayer, they talked about how painful it was to leave Xavier with a loss being their last match. But it was also in that when I realized how much they’ve meant to us as a family. Even if we weren’t able to win that championship, we were able to find something that was much more meaningful, and that was the bond we had with each other. We knew that what was more emotional was not the loss, but the fact that the seniors will soon go on to college, and we won’t be able to play alongside them anymore.
They’ve inspired us, they’ve brought us together, and they’ve made us grow as a team. To the seniors who are graduating, I wish you the best of luck in your adventures in college. To the team who will be staying in Xavier next school year, we’ll bring home the gold for those whom we weren’t able to win it for. One Pride, One Glory.