What would it be like for my team to believe in me? What would it be like for my teammates to make eye contact with me? What would it be like to not be an invisible shadow on the field? Run, cut, sweat, bleed, cry But don't catch a disc Don't get a pass Just let the skin on your feet slowly slide off as you put in 100% to contribute 0% Walk back to the line, heart in throat, brain desperately coming up with inoffensive words with which to accuse, to hurl at the men, standing there as if nothing were wrong
"Hey, what if we make shorter passes?"
"Could you maybe lead me a little more?"
"Yo you had another option there."
"Bro, he wasn't open."
"Hey fuckers I know I'm a girl but please treat me like a capable player and respect me”
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