This is it… This is the main and final event for the all-female volleyball championship. The winning team shall walk home with the golden championship trophy and earn two thousand dollars per player. The loser of the finals earns a silver trophy and one thousand dollars per player on the team. This tournament is an event that you either play hard or go home. There is no place for the weak-willed and no time to whine over a mistake here. The game has been intense the whole time since the all female teams played. From diving into the sand, power spiking, to performing some amazing saves, and providing key strategies for their plays to make their opponent either falter in their defense or foul.
The match was sufficient to have the spectators stand on their feet staring in exhilaration while cheering for both teams. The crowd goes wild for each team’s remarkable performance applauding their favorite players. Some of the on-lookers chanted their favorite player’s names in harmony while the others stomped on the bleachers and clapped their hands in a rhythmic beat.
The score is tie nine to nine and both teams need a point in order to win the game. This intense pressure from the final play is a battle between a powerful spiker and a swift blocker. On one side of the court, a teammate from the rear sets Bonnie up to hit the ball over the net in hopes of making the final score. Her partner Veronica, playing the frontline defense sees Cindy from the opposing team run up to the net getting ready to counter the ball. It is obvious that the skunkette is about to spike seeing her taking a few steps to get a good jump as she bellow to her teammates, “I got it!”
Cindy bears a determined, yet confident expression as she leaps. She semi-twisted her upper torso gaining momentum in order to send the volleyball soaring down uninterruptedly and/or unstoppably into the opponent’s side of the sandy court. Her left arm extends out toward the ball as if it was her aiming crosshairs. Her right (dominant) arm, cocked back readies to make the final strike. She’s well aware of Veronica’s amazing blocking skills so she has merely a millisecond to figure which direction should she spike the ball. She must avoid having the ball get in contact with this agile gazelle or this could mean a loss for the team.
Veronica on the other side is ready to block the impact of the spike. She’s not afraid to either be knocked back from the ball (in which she hate it when the impact hits her breasts… ouch!) or getting her palms sore. She’s been blocking a few powerful spikes from Cindy earlier in the match as everyone nominated her as the best overall defensive player. The gazelle timed her jump in order to block anticipating the possible incoming spike from Cindy.
Everything seemed to move in slow motion from the audience’s perspective observing the two key players meet in mid-air: Cindy aiming to spike and Victoria in the ready with her arms extended to block. This very brief moment between them is a fate for either team to win or lose.
They’re up aaaaaaannnnnd-!