I feel as though at any minute someone is going to tap me on the shoulder and wake me up. This must be a dream right? When I was thirteen-years-old I watched the Final Four Women’s Soccer Cup from the stands in North Carolina, and was awed by the talent and ferocity of the players on the field. As I sat admiring the best female college soccer players in the country battle for the right to call themselves National Champions, I dreamed of one day being in their position.
Today, as a member of the Penn State Women’s Soccer Team, I am lucky enough to have achieved that dream alongside a group of incredible young women. The journey started with preseason, and escalated until we won the Big Ten Championship and began the NCAA tournament. Now, with only two games standing between our team and the title of National Champions, we are prepared to leave everything on the field (blood, sweat, tears, teeth; whatever it takes).
We won’t be fighting alone though; our friends, family, and fans have been with us every step of the way. Even as we left the snowy cold behind and boarded our bus to begin our trip to the Final Four Tournament, our supporters braved the weather to wish us luck. After thirteen and a half hours of traveling, we finally made it to the sunny paradise called San Diego. Sixty-degree weather bombarded us as we stepped out of the airport, and palm trees accosted us at every turn; we couldn’t have stopped smiling if we tried. However, while it seems like a dream vacation, we are here for business not pleasure. We left room in our suitcases for a trophy, and we won’t be happy coming home without one. You never know when you’ll have an opportunity like this again, so we hope to make Penn State proud and win for those who came before us.