Gemotions

She'd been a brick wall at libero, a defensive stalwart. Now, the coach was suggesting a move to outside hitter. Sarah nearly vibrated. This was it, the chance to finally *attack* the net, to unleash the power she'd been bottling up. A giddy thrill rocketed through her.

The weight of her libero position seemed to lift. She found herself instinctively leaping, shadow-spiking the air. The team's energy, usually a background hum, transformed into a roar in her ears, pushing her forward. She couldn’t stop grinning.