It was the last home volleyball game of the season, and the stands were packed. We were playing the third-best team in the state; we were fourth. The pressure to win was severe.
We dominated the first two sets. Then the third set came down to match point, and we were ahead. Our team was one play away from winning and moving on to compete for the division title. The opposing middle hitter jumped in the air and slammed the ball out of bounds. Our victory was confirmed, except for one small fact: unseen by anyone else, I had touched the ball before it had gone out.
