Posted Fri, 4 Feb 2011, 1:44pm by David Langan
Your teammates (be they your circle of friends or the people you play with) are there to support you and provide you with good advice. Like, "You really should get that pinky checked out."
I grew up with the type of coach that described gravel as "all season" and expected you to slide, grin, and bear it. That would be my Dad. So it's no surprise that when I get bruised and my skin changes funny colours I do a quick internal pain check. If I'm not immobilized then I'm fine.
Recently I discovered a passion for volleyball. I really want to play. I love when the team pulls together and creates an amazing volley. I love that my personal efforts are rewarded with sweat and exhaustion when I get home. And if I get teased by my friends about my knees - it's all fun (and a bit of a badge).
I'm new to volleyball and have a lot to learn. Little tips like how to properly bump, learning that freeball is actually referring to the arch of the ball, and even how to use momentum to create a serve have been immensely helpful and appreciated. Gifts freely given, and openly received.
My team though isn't just on the volleyball court. My team is my circle of friends and chosen family. After the December playoffs they gave me some good advice. I had bruised my pinky but it was fine. My teammates in life however, thought otherwise. And after some cajoling I did get checked - and it was broken!
The finger is fine now. Thankfully I will not end up with a hammer pinky. And all because my teammates were there to support me and provide me with good advice... like "You really should get that pinky checked out."
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