By Nerissa Periola I’m running down the court. I see her; she’s playing out of control. “Perfect,” I thought to myself. I’ll take advantage of her recklessness and try to …
I remember when I tore my ACL, probably the worst moment of my life. It wasn’t my inability to play, or even a misstep on my part. All it took was a girl to turn the corner the last second and take my knee with her.