The first day of State was miserable. It was cold and super windy. The wind must of been at twenty to twenty-five miles per hour constantly. That was the worst part. Before heading to Red Tail Run, we had breakfast at Mr. Hills house. He had pancakes, eggs, biscuits and gravy, smoothies and bacon. This is a tradition he does if a team or individual makes it to state. Anyways, after that we rode in blue and smelly van to the course. The whole way up my stomach was twisting and turning like crazy and my head wouldn’t stop thinking of negative thoughts. It’s finally time to start, so I go up to the tee box and hit a perfect drive down the middle. But then came my second shot which fades a little right and almost in the sand, I chip on and then four putt. All I was saying after that hole was “Really you come all the way here to four putt, that's just great Andria.” If that doesn't describe the team's effort that day, I don’t know what does. Fast Forwarding to the end of the day, I shot an 86, Gabby shot an 84, Morgan 78, and Lindsay 99. That meant we were heading into the second day eleven strokes back and in third place. By that point I thought it was over, that it was too much of a deficit to come back to a really well rounded team. On the bus ride home it was quiet and the mood was ......? That’s when Coach Hill says, “Girls, listen, last year the team that won was in the same exact position that we are in
The first day of State was miserable. It was cold and super windy. The wind must of been at twenty to twenty-five miles per hour constantly. That was the worst part. Before heading to Red Tail Run, we had breakfast at Mr. Hills house. He had pancakes, eggs, biscuits and gravy, smoothies and bacon. This is a tradition he does if a team or individual makes it to state. Anyways, after that we rode in blue and smelly van to the course. The whole way up my stomach was twisting and turning like crazy and my head wouldn’t stop thinking of negative thoughts. It’s finally time to start, so I go up to the tee box and hit a perfect drive down the middle. But then came my second shot which fades a little right and almost in the sand, I chip on and then four putt. All I was saying after that hole was “Really you come all the way here to four putt, that's just great Andria.” If that doesn't describe the team's effort that day, I don’t know what does. Fast Forwarding to the end of the day, I shot an 86, Gabby shot an 84, Morgan 78, and Lindsay 99. That meant we were heading into the second day eleven strokes back and in third place. By that point I thought it was over, that it was too much of a deficit to come back to a really well rounded team. On the bus ride home it was quiet and the mood was ......? That’s when Coach Hill says, “Girls, listen, last year the team that won was in the same exact position that we are in