Being part of a team has been one of the best experiences of my life. There’s no better feeling then having an entire team supporting you both on and off the field. Of course we don’t always agree on everything, and sometimes we don’t even get along. Heck, we might not even consider ourselves friends, but the bond between true teammates should be stronger than that. Even if this is the case, everyone knows that you still stick up for one another. We have a mutual respect for one another, so if we are needed we will be there for one another. At least this has been my experience with the Mercyhurst field hockey team. We take care of each other when it is most important to do so. We are taught to fight nice and if you have a problem with someone approach them directly. If you don’t approach them, and instead you talk about that person behind their back, that creates drama, and now the team chemistry has been interrupted. We need good team chemistry to click with one another one the field. Plus, it is comforting to know that your team has your back. If someone else on campus is trying to spread rumors about you or harm you in anyway, your teammates concern will be you. They will do their best to help you and make sure you are okay. Putting on that uniform is a symbol for saying we are one group, and in a way it is supposed to be a sign of a selflessness. You work your hardest for the girl next to you.
Being part of a team has also been one of the worst experiences of my life. One person’s choice can have consequences for the whole team. For example, let’s say an underclassman gets caught drinking alcohol in an apartment, and they end up getting written-up by the RA. We are required to call Coach the moment it happens because she does not like surprises. As a result, she is fully aware of what happened, and typically the next day at practice the entire team will run minutes drills until Coach says stop. I know from experience that running an unknown amount of minute drills is THE WORST. A minute drill consists of everyone starting on the end line and when Coach blows her whistle everyone has to sprint 100 yards and back in less than a minute. Whatever time is left over when you make it back to where you began that is your rest time. As soon as a minute is up, you begin again and have to sprint another 100 yards and back. It may not sound that bad, but as soon as you get to like the eighth minute drill (most times you get tired way before that) you have to really force yourself to keep going. However, most of my experiences of being on a team have been good, and I would not trade it for anything.