Turns out the drive home was just the start of my anxiety (haha). I was literally on the edge of the couch, sweaty palms and all as I watched Cochranton and Meadville battle in front of a boisterous sold-out crowd. No one in my household was allowed to speak to me. And not once, but twice, I had to ask sternly for my family members to move away from the front of the TV. I was watching volleyball mastery and did not want to miss a single play. |
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But I will admit I was in awe of just how precise Meadville was through the majority of the match. All I could do was shake my head and say, “Wow,” repeatedly, to which my daughter would ask, “What, Mommy?”