Throughout my entire life I have been involved in sports. I have been on a countless number of teams, and I have played alongside even more teammates. However, I have only had one teammate that has not failed me in even the slightest way, God. To me, a good teammate means to reflect the actions of the one who is faithful to everyone. To be a good teammate does not always mean you have to be the best player. I grew up playing basketball, volleyball, and softball. In all three sports I can admit that I was not the best out there. I can remember when I was eight years old playing travel softball, and I sat on the bench more than anyone else on our team. Most games I would not get in until the third or fourth inning. I’m not saying that I was a better teammate than all the other girls, they were great, but I always tried my best to be the loudest in the dugout when my teammates did anything good, I wasn’t mean to another girl because I wanted her spot, and I never complained to a coach about what I didn’t get. A good teammate can work hard on their sport while also picking up the people around them and reflecting a positive attitude. A few of the best teammates I have had come from a travel team called the Ohio Hawks. This was a travel team I played on during the summer of 2022. This team was especially important to me because I gained three girls that are still important to me to this day. Their names are Paige, Khamil, and Kaliah. If I had never been on this team then I would not have gained three girls who still text me to check up on me even though we live thirty minutes from each other, girls who support me, and three amazing girls who help me see the positives in life. However, what I adore most about them is that whenever I come to them about a genuine problem, they always tell me they are praying for me. I often forgot that I have people who are willing to tell me that my life is in Gods hand, but that is why this team became the most important to me over my eleven years playing sports. One of my biggest battles throughout my time playing sports was my recruiting process. My hardest decision was having to pick a school, but all the pieces started coming together when I realized I was not the one in charge. When I thought I had made my decision about where I wanted to go, God presented me with information I did not have before. I went on a visit to this school and experienced what the player to coach interaction was. After seeing what I had seen that day, I was crushed. This was the school I was dead set on, and I was devastated. On the way home after talking to my mom I decided to commit to my second option at the time. I did not know it then, but it was the best decision I had ever made. I kept reminding myself this is what God has planned for me, and that is what got me through the overthinking and sleepless nights. Ever since then I have received signs of why it all worked out this way. The only other thing that can get me through a tough game are the words, “Play Hard, Don’t Suck.” In the end, God will provide.