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Apotheosis
a•poth•e•o•sis/??päTH???sis/ noun: The highest point in the development of something; culmination or climax. The elevation of someone to divine status: deification.
This is the word used by our coach, the magnificent Mr. Collis, to describe what the ISA tournament would mean for the fate of the Junior Girls’ soccer team this weekend. And apotheosis is exactly what it was.
As the team pulled up to the Shawnigan fields for the second time this season, we prepared for the day ahead. Greeted by dazzling blue skies and the smell of freshly cut grass, the collective excitement and promise of the last three games of the season began to bubble over. Giddy with anticipation, we started warming up, and Mr. Collis politely reminded us of the parts we would play in the next three games.
As the referee blew the whistle, we kicked off against York House. As the scorching hot sun beat down upon us, we fought with heart and resilience to earn a satisfying score of 2-0, putting us in a very promising position in our pool. But we still had a long way to go.
An hour later, we faced off against Crofton House. Though sore, tired and more than a little hot from our first match, we played hard and saw the second shutout of the day, with a final score of 1-0. We now knew that we would play for gold in the final game of the day, but the question remained as to which team we would play.
We sat waiting for the results of the other pool under the shade of a nearby tree. Casual banter and light-hearted mocking ensued for the next half hour. It was then that the Shawnigan coach approached and informed us that we would play them for gold.
We had played Shawnigan twice before this season, and had lost both times after grueling battles. Going head to head against our classic rivals in the last game of the season? The stakes couldn’t get much higher. We had a vendetta that needed settling.
Running, dribbling and shouting, the game quickly morphed into a battlefield. Both teams were utterly exhausted after 30 minutes, a collective sigh of relief from all of the girls was heard as the halftime whistle blew. We were up 1-0 thanks to a beautiful goal by the lovely Ximena C. After a brief reconvening and a rallying of the troops for the last half hour we would ever play as a team, we returned to the field hungry for victory. This was the apotheosis of the Junior Girls’ soccer season. Blood, sweat and tears coated every single girl; cleat-marks and grass stains covered our legs.
Just as we seemed to be losing hope, the ball was chipped deep into Shawnigan’s end. With the wind at our backs and the sun shining down, Ximena received the pass and scored for the second time. This was the final push we needed. When the game ended, we smiled, cheered and rejoiced, basking in the glow of our new title as ISA gold medalists. Miren G, our amazing goalie, got three consecutive shutouts.
We returned to Brentwood positively shaking with happiness. Mr. Collis had promised apotheosis, and apotheosis it was.
Lindsay B-E.
This is the word used by our coach, the magnificent Mr. Collis, to describe what the ISA tournament would mean for the fate of the Junior Girls’ soccer team this weekend. And apotheosis is exactly what it was.
As the team pulled up to the Shawnigan fields for the second time this season, we prepared for the day ahead. Greeted by dazzling blue skies and the smell of freshly cut grass, the collective excitement and promise of the last three games of the season began to bubble over. Giddy with anticipation, we started warming up, and Mr. Collis politely reminded us of the parts we would play in the next three games.
As the referee blew the whistle, we kicked off against York House. As the scorching hot sun beat down upon us, we fought with heart and resilience to earn a satisfying score of 2-0, putting us in a very promising position in our pool. But we still had a long way to go.
An hour later, we faced off against Crofton House. Though sore, tired and more than a little hot from our first match, we played hard and saw the second shutout of the day, with a final score of 1-0. We now knew that we would play for gold in the final game of the day, but the question remained as to which team we would play.
We sat waiting for the results of the other pool under the shade of a nearby tree. Casual banter and light-hearted mocking ensued for the next half hour. It was then that the Shawnigan coach approached and informed us that we would play them for gold.
We had played Shawnigan twice before this season, and had lost both times after grueling battles. Going head to head against our classic rivals in the last game of the season? The stakes couldn’t get much higher. We had a vendetta that needed settling.
Running, dribbling and shouting, the game quickly morphed into a battlefield. Both teams were utterly exhausted after 30 minutes, a collective sigh of relief from all of the girls was heard as the halftime whistle blew. We were up 1-0 thanks to a beautiful goal by the lovely Ximena C. After a brief reconvening and a rallying of the troops for the last half hour we would ever play as a team, we returned to the field hungry for victory. This was the apotheosis of the Junior Girls’ soccer season. Blood, sweat and tears coated every single girl; cleat-marks and grass stains covered our legs.
Just as we seemed to be losing hope, the ball was chipped deep into Shawnigan’s end. With the wind at our backs and the sun shining down, Ximena received the pass and scored for the second time. This was the final push we needed. When the game ended, we smiled, cheered and rejoiced, basking in the glow of our new title as ISA gold medalists. Miren G, our amazing goalie, got three consecutive shutouts.
We returned to Brentwood positively shaking with happiness. Mr. Collis had promised apotheosis, and apotheosis it was.
Lindsay B-E.
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