Fourteen Observations from a Club Volleyball Tournament

1. There's something overwhelming when you first arrive at a club volleyball tournament in the morning before any games have started.  Dozens of courts - and if you're at a big tournament in a convention center, if could be well over a hundred courts - filled wall to wall with players warming up.  As far as the eye can see, there are balls popping into the air.
2. We regret to inform you that volleyball tournaments are big business.  Playing the games can often feel secondary to the larger goal of separating parents from their money.  There's the fee to get in, of course.  Then there's also the obligatory overpriced tournament sweatshirt (if it's $50, consider yourself lucky).  Then there's also the endless food options - we'd never before heard of an acai bowl until we started going to tournaments - that are of course A) ridiculously overpriced and B) much more appealing than the trail mix, fruit, and salami sticks you packed for your daughter.
3. There's always one player on every team who seems to take it upon herself to always go running after a ball that's sailed off the court.
4. The possible severity of an on-court player injury often feels inversely proportional to the amount of time it takes for a trainer to mosey over to provide aid.  The girl is crying on the court, holding her knee, but you take your time, bro.  No rush.
5. If you don't pay attention, you will get hit with a ball.  Guaranteed.  Most dangerous scenario: you're facing the team as they're warming up with serves coming right at you.
6. The timing of pool play "waves" is a mixed bag.  The morning wave typically starts at 8:00am, which means you have to get up very early to arrive early for warmups... but it also means you're done by 1pm and thus have the rest of the day to do what you want.  On the other hand, an afternoon 3:00pm wave of pool play lets you sleep in, sure, but it can make for a very late evening.  The worst combination, of course, is an afternoon wave (figure you'll back in the hotel by 9:30pm) followed by a morning wave the next day.  Brutal.
7. There's always one player on every team who is the master hair braider.
8. There is an etiquette to spectator seating that, unfortunately, isn't always followed.  Parents of the teams actually playing on the court get first dibs.  Then, after they're settled and only after they're settled, the rest of the seats are available to the general public.  A corollary to this: once your team is finished, get your slow ass up out of those chairs as expeditiously as possible so parents of the next team up can sit down.
9. There's always at least one set of parents who sit far apart from the other parents.  Reasons may vary.
10. Some referees just aren't good.  It had to be said.
11. We still don't understand the "in the net" rule.  But it's okay... you don't need to try and explain it to us.
12. We have learned the hard way that every club team has drama among players, parents, or both.  The only question is what form that drama will take.  It's not "if" but "when."  Usually it involves the emotional monster that is known as Lack of Playing Time.
13. We need a sociologist to study the subculture of dads responsible for recording the team games.  It's an intricate ritual of setting up the spindly tripod, arranging the camera just so, keeping track of the score via some kind of app, delivering encouraging shouts and cheers, and - eventually - taking it all apart again and uploading the footage into a pricey game management system.  Bonus points for those inevitable moments when an errant ball sends the whole thing flying.  Odds are even that any given dad can move fast enough to rescue the tripod before it hits the ground.
14. Here's the deal: while it's nice to play teams from other cities and states, do volleyball families really have to get on a plane (and spend all of that money) to accomplish that?  Cars can drive pretty far and for a lot less money.

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