By: Lindy Dixon

The final whistle sounded and the scoreboard read 25-12. Tears ran down my cheeks and the biggest smile I have ever had stretched across my face. That was it, we were State Champions. It only took three games and 55 minutes in the class 3A state championship final game until we got to hoist that shiny gold ball in our hands. We are only the fifth Eaton High School volleyball team to win a state championship and the second winner in the last three years. People have continuously asked me time and time again, how did it feel? I keep searching for the words to define my emotion at the time, but no word justifies the way I felt. It still doesn’t seem like reality, I still feel like I’m living in my dreams when I think about that moment. I wouldn’t trade that moment and that day for anything in the entire world; a million dollars, a date with Channing Tatum, nothing would amount to that minute when we were crowned champions. So when people ask me how it feels, I am left speechless because no word can describe it. The only thing I can say to people is that they have to experience it themselves to find out what it feels like.  No one will ever understand what being a state champion feels like until they are a state champion themselves. It’s an indescribable and unrelatable moment that I wish I could relive an infinite amount of times.