I was the only girl, but I was determined to get on the golf team I have been playing golf for the last five years. I went out for the high school team and made the co-ed varsity team. I was the only girl, but I was determined to make it. The first day of testing was interesting. All my teammates treated me like an outcast, even the coach. This was the coach's first year coaching varsity golf and he had no idea what to do with a woman on the team. When you coach a sport you need to be able to help a team member when they are having difficulty with the sport. For golf, this includes touching the person to make sure they are swinging the club correctly. Since the trainer was male and I am female, he would never help me because there are particular places where you can touch a boy but not a girl (for example the torso region). After playing nine holes of golf, the team usually went down to the driving range to relax the muscles we had just used. At the practice field, the coach assisted team members with problems they were experiencing. It would help you reposition your grip, hold your legs, arms, back or hip region, whenever they were not correct. He never approached me. If I needed help with any of my golf games, I would go to a coach at another school or take professional lessons. As the first practices went on, my teammates just treated me like one of the guys. I didn't mind because they treated me like a member of the team. However, the coach still avoided me whenever I needed assistance. In high school golf matches, the top six players compete. How I was ranked, I was number four. When the first game came I was terrified because I knew I was number four on the team and I knew I would really like... middle of paper... to be penalized by strokes. That was my first tournament and I wasn't prepared. I didn't expect it to last ten hours. I've learned to bring as much food as you can fit in your bag and not to forget some Advil or painkillers because eventually your whole body will be sore. All your muscles are ready to give out, your feet just want to be lifted and your back is hunched from carrying a heavy golf bag for many hours. After my first year on the team, the coach warmed up to me. He still kept his distance, but I learned to rise above him. I played a total of eleven tournaments and also went to the state championship. Playing golf on the team has made me so strong mentally. I learned that I could do something if I wanted to, even if there was no support to do it. I continued to play for the rest of my high school career and improved with every shot.