
Yup. It’s all there in the title. I know most of you probably just came to my blog to see if we won or not, and most likely were going to make fun of me if we didn’t, but it’s okay, because we won and you can’t make fun of me. It’s a good thing we didn’t lose. Because if we did lose, I wouldn’t have another blog post for another 2 months. Yes, it takes me an average two months to get back into myself if I have been hurt. I mean, 2 months without www.kemetdugue.com is like food without 2 months, you probably would have died. Well, anyways, I have the probably to most interesting story of how we won this championships. And trust me, I didn’t expect any of it.
Well, to start things off, we were missing a player. And it turns out, he plays 1st singles. So, you can imagine me during that bus ride. I can honestly say, I was having that time of the month. You know, that time. It turns out that he was already at the USTA, which was a relief, but then, turned out not to be. He said he wasn’t going to play today. The excuse: his leg was hurting him. The real reason: his felt that I didn’t deserve the MVP, and as a way to show the coach his anger, he wasn’t going to play. It turns out that most of the team was actually mad at me. Yeah, the very few times in my life that people have been mad at me.
Eventually (and I do mean that), I finally got him to play. I mean, who could say no to me? But yet again, there was another problem. Coach was unsure of him and decided to change the line up. I mean, it wasn’t that big of a problem. He put me as 1st singles and the other guy as 2nd singles, which really doesn’t make a difference considering all the times I played Salesian’s 1st singles, I lost except for once. Okay, it was a huge problem. So far, this day has not been going well. We were unprepared and I knew for a fact we were going to lose. I almost wanted to cry, but I had to play and I didn’t want my opponent to see that.
Before, I knew it, every match was finished except for mine. It was tied. Yes, I couldn’t believe it either. This sounded just like a movie, but it wasn’t because I know I can’t act. If you didn’t realize it yet, my match was the deciding match. At this point, I would have rather wanted our team to lose because pressure is not my strong point.
I won the first set 7-5, lost the second set 6-2, and was winning the third set 4-1. In between every point, I made a prayer out to God, because there was no way I was going to win this. I wasn’t even supposed to play 1st singles, it was so unexpected. Before I knew it, it was match point for me. He served it, I hit it back, and he hit it out. I won. I shook his hand, and looked out at my team. They ran and hugged me, because jumping on top of me on concrete isn’t the best solution. I couldn’t believe it. No, I know a lot of people just say that a lot, but for once, I really couldn’t believe it. And then I thought, you can prepare for anything, but you never can really know the outcome until it happens.
For the record, I did all this winning stuff injured. Yeah, it is appropriate at this time to call me superman (or any other male superhero of your choice).
k.dugue