My Volleyball Face

Black & Blue.
That's what I am. Or at least my face.

I've always had this thing with balls that come flying toward your face. It's FREAKY!! It really is! I was always the nightmare in P.E. class because every time a ball came flying toward me I would run away from it screaming "EVERY MAN FOR HIMSELF!!".
The truth is ... I am terrified of balls.

This made my decision to join the volleyball team hard. It wasn't until I was on the court that I realized how hard people can hit balls at you.
However, over the years I have developed a sense of bravery and in a weak sort of way, come over my fear.

Until today.

Today, I had a volleyball tournament with my amazing team (GO COUGARS!) where we came home with a bronze metal at the expense of my face.
I was hit in the face with a ball - hard - three times. Sooooooo, let's start the countdown.

1. In the Lip
I had a ball spiked at my face by one of my own team mates in the face. It hit me in the lip and my lip then started bleeding. So I spent the rest of the game sucking the blood on my lip and trying to pay attention to the other balls flying around me.

2. In the Nose
I SWEAR I HEARD MY NOSE CRACK!!!!
Maybe it snapped . . . I don't know. This ball hit me in the face just moments after the first one so at this point, my eyes were watering. Not because I was crying but because my face was trying to tell me that it could not go on like this.

3. In the Side of the Head
This ball came flying randomly from across the gym, hit by some random guy who apparently saw a ginger and decided he was going to hit a ball at her. I don't actually know if that was the case but I never did get an apology so he must not have cared.

So I know have a few bruises on my face that make up the thing I call my volleyball face.
Oh yes,.
Because I am that terrifying.

Over & Out,
Emmi